My big worries

Have you ever noticed how the Islamist terror threat has been ridiculously overplayed by the government? I have. I’ll be standing with my kids on a crowded Tube, looking at the 20-year-old with the beard, the knitted cap and the classic Bin-Laden-style salwar kameez/combat jacket combo and thinking, ‘Well, he’s a lovely devout bloke from the Religion of Peace, so he’s definitely not going to blow us up.’ And I’ll read those depressing MI5 estimates that there are at least 2,000 home-grown Islamist terrorist plotters dotted around Britain and not be depressed at all. Why? Because I get my facts from the BBC.

When, for example, I’m watching an episode of Spooks and threatening to nurture the heinous suspicion that this week for once the bad guys might finally turn out to be of a Muslim persuasion, the script will soon put me right. I know that, soon enough, the real villains will prove to be rogue elements in Mossad cynically trying to gain publicity for the evil, all-powerful Israel lobby.