John Daly: Save the planet? Fair enough, but I miss the days when elections had a sense of fun about them

It was well after nine in the evening when the doorbell rang. Outside stood a man with sombre features, thrusting an election leaflet in my face. “Are you concerned about climate change?” he asked.

I’m more concerned about watching The Day of the Jackal without interruption, I thought, as I tried to close the door..