Beached Party
Cut!
My Father was at D-Day. Although he wasn’t (to quote one of his obituaries) “unleashed on the Germans” until the second day, he spent D-Day itself at a code-named point in mid-Channel doing his bit to deliver the invasion to the Normandy beaches.
I remember once coming into the playroom of the house where I grew up, to find him standing to attention in front of the television with tears streaming down his face. That was my introduction to the two-minute silence on Remembrance Day.
It’s not just me, though. We all have our memories. And commemoration isn’t just for old people.
Rishi Sunak’s decision to leave the D-Day commemorations early, to defend some footling claim about money in a TV interview, didn’t just decide the election. It showed that he doesn’t understand his own job. Some events, the prime minister doesn’t leave early.
I don’t want to write about politics. I don’t like writing about politics. But sometimes, something happens that just cuts through all of it.
That was the election. Can we move on?
