But what is in men's hearts?

As you've probably noticed, we've had another of those historic days in Northern Ireland, only this time it may be even more historic than usual. Don't have a lot to say about it myself — what with its being the culmination of such a long process, I said it all years ago — but I'll make two small points. Firstly, if our politicians can manage to keep doing their jobs for more than six months this time, I might consider voting for one of them next time around. Secondly, I am surprised at the number of Unionists I meet who, like me, no longer have a major problem with Gerry Adams and would be happy(ish) with him as Deputy First Minister, but loathe Martin McGuinness with all their hearts.

Anyway, as ever, that's not why I'm blogging. My father-in-law was on Channel 4 News last night, loitering outside Stormont to discuss the historic day. Blah, blah, trade, blah, rebuild the economy, blah. Then, right at the end of the interview, Channel 4's interviewer asked a decidedly odd question: "But, as a man, in your heart, how do you feel about today?"

We were all laughing too hard to have any idea what his answer was.