Political violence is no longer something that seems to happen only to other people. This is the third time that I have been affected by a jihadist attack – not, thank God, in the sense of being immediately involved, but in the sense of being caught in the lockdown. It has happened to me in Brussels, London (where the police response was outstanding) and, now, Strasbourg. European terrorism is starting to feel almost routine. Cleverdick columnists – including, I’m ashamed to say, me – used to point out that you were more likely to drown in the bath than be the victim of a terrorist attack, more likely to be killed by a toddler than by a jihadist. But, since 2015, those statistics have shifted. Paris, Brussels, Nice, London, Stockholm, Berlin, Manchester, Barcelona, Strasbourg: each new abomination tilts the odds.

Daniel Hannan telegraph