My fifteen year old daughter has arrived and we have had a wide ranging discussion already. I am afraid to say that she is a strong supporter of crooked Hillary Clinton and loathes Donald Trump. Note to myself: change will at once. But worse was to come.
I made some remarks about Saint Bono being a pompous patronising hypocrite which - to her credit - she agreed with. But I was forced to admit that in the old days U2 were bloody good. "daddy, no one listens to U2" she said, adding "but what has Bono got to do with U2 anyway?"
Jeepers, in the millennial psyche Bono is just a tax dodging and irritating little man who flies around the world in private jets to lecture folks about global warming and poverty and all the other "good causes" that millionaire liberals care so much about. There is no connection made with Sunday Bloody Sunday and the days when Bono was genuinely cool or with U2.
This visit is making me feel old. In late June my daughter will be 16. Two days later I shall be attending the first British concert in ages by The Stingrays who once played as support to U2 on their first British tour. My pal the 57 year old punk (58 now) says U2 were rubbish back then. So maybe he the my daughter are in agreement and I'm the odd one out.