Difficult to find too much cheering news in the wake of the Paris attack (and the Beirut attack, and the Istanbul attack, and the events in Kenya that everybody in the West ignored pretty much, and the earthquakes in Mexico that barely made a dent in the news) but there is the occasional ray of light.

UK travel organisations including the airlines and Eurostar have seen no massive hike in the number of people wanting to cancel travel to Paris, though all prebooked travellers are being offered the choice of altering plans with no penalty. Better still, there no evidence at all of a drop in new bookings to the UK’s most popular citybreak destination.

Today’s England/France friendly football match is going ahead at Wembley as planned, albeit with heightened security. I can’t abide football, but I’m still gladdened that the match is still on.

This ‘bollocks to them’ attitude reminds me of something that occurred in the 1970s, when the IRA was just getting into the swing of its mainland bombing campaign. My girlfriend and I were in a cinema in Leicester Square, right in the heart of London, watching the just released film The Sting. The film was just getting into its stride when it stopped and the houselights came up. The manager strode onto the stage and made an announcement.

There had been a bomb scare. If people wished to leave, they could do so and get a refund of their entry charge. However, the projectionist was going to sit tight and run the film anyway, and people who wished to stay could do so at their own discretion.

Not one person left.