Last week we had National Day in Sweden. Not with the loud nationalistic outbursts that seem to dominate many nations, but then, Sweden has not been delivered from evil domination or been created in a cataclysmic event in living memory. I believe that the significance of the date is accession to the throne by King Gustaf Wasa in 1523 when the (evil!) Danes had been chucked out. And no doubt when recalcitrant peasants and nobles had been, uh, convinced to support the nomination. Nothing that anybody can claim to remember these days. In my part of Stockholm the celebrations amounted to a street party with music on every corner. Pleasant and low key as these things go.