We shall not be moved...

It's not often these days that one has cause to be proud of being British but yesterday afternoon, watching live on television the terrible goings-on at Westminster, what struck me most strongly was the pervasive sense of control - yes, something bad had happened, yes, the situation was far from clear, and yes, it might not be over.  There was chaos, but there was no sense of panic - everybody was doing their jobs, everybody was reporting what they knew calmly and dispassionately and like I say, you felt that things, to the extent that they could ever be in the circumstances, were under control. Well done, us.