|Jo Cox’s murder shows the polarised world we live in|
At 4pm this afternoon everything in the garden was lovely.
England had just beaten Wales in probably the most exciting game between the two countries I can ever remember.
But minutes after the final whistle I learned of the death of MP Jo Cox, a 41 year old butchered by what I can only think was a lunatic, in Batley, as she came out of a sandwich shop during a constituency surgery.
She died leaving two children, a lovely woman.