If Rome burns it will take the whole euro project with it

The poor old euro has been left bedraggled and in the gutter, haunted by flashbacks of Silvio Berlusconi’s notorious Bunga-Bunga parties attended by the likes of Karima el-Mahroug, left, nicknamed ‘Ruby the heartstealer’, where hedonism was very much the order of the day.

The euro could just about cope with Greek lies, the bills run up by Irish cowboys and the Portuguese property bubble but now Italy threatens to drag it under completely

THE euro had another bad day — it got up late, felt a bit queasy after all that cheap Greek ouzo it’s been rather too fond of recently and decided to go back to bed for a while with a headache. But it just lay there feeling sorry for itself as no one seems to like it anymore.