How very strange to wake this morning thinking about Starmer and Trump – as Churchill and… Neville Chamberlain.
I’m sorry Neville, you really didn’t deserve that!
I didn’t think about either of them for long, though, because I’m in my campervan looking at Lindisfarne (just visible in the background), where I’ll be heading after breakfast, when the tide falls low enough to expose the causeway.
The bed is across the back of the van, which meant that I could quite literally open the window and look out at this view without my head leaving the pillow.
Peace for the time being, at least. And the news is more encouraging this morning too.