My wife is always telling me that our generation is now in charge. Although I seldom, these days, feel very in charge (I’m doing my best, though. Me: “yes. It is bed time. No you cannot watch another ten minutes of Inspector Gadget…”), I can see what she means.
On the radio last night, there were two really inspiring programmes from men of my 40-ish generation: Jon Ronson on… Going West (one of a very clever series) and Simon Armitage’s one-off Surtsey and Me about the strange volcanic island off Iceland with which he (almost) shares a birthday.