Funnily enough, I went to an event where he spoke on Sunday, believe it or not. It was the annual Double Hills memorial ceremony in Paulton, which commemorates the first lives lost in Operation Market Garden in September 1944. A glider carrying 21 Royal Engineers to the Arnhem drop became detached from its towing plane and broke up in mid-air, killing the sappers and both pilots on a Somerset hillside. For some reason they hold the ceremony on the first Sunday in September, even though the actual incident took place on the 17th, but never mind. Anyway, the Moggster, as the local MP, spoke his piece about sacrifice, and how it would always be the case that young people would have to lay down their lives in wars. I found myself becoming angrier and angrier, and my wife and I refused to applaud at the end of his smug, self-satisfied speech. I don’t think we were the only ones.