A FEW WEEKS AGO, during a discussion on the various problems facing British schools, I was presented with a defence of the material routinely given to our children: LGBTQ+ and Black Lives Matter resources, feminist propaganda, and so on. “This stuff”, I was told, “is happening in the real world and we can’t hide our children from it, therefore we have to present it to them”. Forewarned is forearmed, and all that.

I suggested that my interlocutor might forearm her own children for the reality of divorce by having a screaming row with her husband when he arrived home that evening, before storming out of the front door with a packed suitcase. She didn’t seem keen.