Amid the gathering religious gloom, and the regular hammering from the news, it is not just the roses that fling out joy heedlessly on a summer’s day.
Modesty and the politically correct brigade mean that radical goodness is suppressed in the national discourse; but that does not mean it’s not there. We are used to subversion being a dirty word; but subversive love is a far more potent and present force.
Preparing my speech for tonight at the National Liberal Club in London, where we are hosting our first event with foreign policy think tank, Henry Jackson Society, on 
