The death of the Euro could have been orchestrated by Puccini. In La Boheme, a tubercular young seamstress named Mimi dies - but her death is necessarily prolonged whilst Musetta, Schaunard and Rodolfo sing some songs. The poor ex-soprano spends a long time unconscious as the orchestra and voices around her enjoy themselves. No doubt if Angela Merkel had written the libretto, Mimi would then have risen from the sickbed four dress sizes smaller and would have embarked on a vigorous round of cleaning and cooking.
Today, Jeff Randall in the Telegraph pulls together all the coherent seasonal predictions of the death of the Euro, terming it inevitable. And so it is. But like Mimi, it's taking an awful bloody time to get there.