My best friend (and first wife – Barbara) and our daughter Nikki’s favourite comedienne, Victoria Wood, died this week. A Lancastrian to the core, she was the spokesperson and the mirror for English social class warfare. Everyone loved Victoria and everyone of my generation has a favourite piece of hers. Last night over dinner with half a dozen Lancastrian friends, the stories were recited and acted out to laughter all round. Victoria spent her last hour telling jokes to her children. Who couldn’t help but laugh. Classic.