One thing most of Britain’s political parties have in common over Brexit is their bitter internal divisions. Now we have a general election looming, those differences will no doubt set the tone of the campaign.
Of all the frontline royals, Prince Harry seemed to have navigated the family’s often perilous relationship with the press most successfully.
Of all the dubious causes raising hackles over the hot Easter holiday, perhaps the climate protesters, mainly in London but also popping up in Edinburgh, were the least obviously obnoxious.
When my sister-in-law stood in the recent local elections in England, I cheered her on. And when she won a seat on her parish council, we cracked open the Champagne.
In all the political drama of the past 48 hours, in Strasbourg and in London, the sideshow of the SNP’s Westminster rump has not merited much attention.
The word of the night in the Commons on Monday was compromise, which is ironic since that was the element missing from the latest attempt to break parliamentary deadlock over Brexit.
The people I know who marched through London on Saturday demanding a second referendum on Brexit all had a good day out.
There has been much condemnation of the vile language used by a hardline Brexiteer against Theresa May, which brought divisions over Europe to a new low. An unnamed (at the time of writing) former Tory minister was quoted in the Sunday Times as saying: “The moment is coming when the knife gets heated, stuck in her front and twisted. She’ll be dead soon.”
In handing the education portfolio to John Swinney, by all accounts one of the most able SNP politicians, it seemed Nicola Sturgeon was committed to making schools a priority.
In an ideal world, there would be no more talk of nationalism, nationalist movements and other divisive, xenophobic, introspective crusades.