It’s generally my morning habit to leap out of bed at 5am singing the Queen song ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’, but on those rare mornings when I sleep in, nothing can be guaranteed to finally get me moving at 5.43am as surely as Radio 4’s Prayer For The Day. One of two things will happen; usually, some wet-wipe in a dog-collar will come out with a mouthful of woke platitudes and I’ll be so cross that I can’t keep still a moment longer.