Someone needs to tell the Brexit Secretary not to eat the yellow snow

Today is Remembrance Sunday. And the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I. (By the way, in my family, November 11 always has an extra resonance anyway – it’s my dad’s birthday. He’d have been 94 today.) It’s odd to think, when you dwell on the carnage that ended just across the channel in France exactly a century ago today, that we have in Dominic Raab a Brexit Secretary who said last week he “hadn’t quite understood the full extent” to which the UK is “particularly reliant on the Dover-Calais crossing”.

What revelations next for Mr Raab? That Santa is not real? That you shouldn’t eat the yellow snow? That going to the toilet without first taking your trousers down is a really bad idea?

Stay tuned.