I've never had much trouble being Jewish. I've only been called "big-nose Yiddy" for sitting on the train minding my own business, and "bloody Jew" for winning once too often at squash, but apart from that it's been a breeze. My mother wasn't keen on me blabbing about it publicly, just in case someone heard and threw a brick through our window, but fair enough – she lived through the war and never quite got over it. But Hitler's gone now, and everything's different, isn't it?

Suddenly, I'm not so sure. Things seem to be getting a bit creepy again. I noticed, when voting last week, a number of strange new parties had sprung up on the right: the English Democrats, who "would seek to work with Marine Le Pen and Geert Wilders"; the Harmony Party – "Zero Immigration"; the Christian People's Alliance – "God is angry over gay marriage"; and old BNP and Ukip. Not too far away, Golden Dawn and the Jobbiks are blooming. Over in Brussels, four people have been shot dead in the Jewish Museum, and, as Gary Younge so clearly pointed out in this paper, racism in the US isn't just the odd old white man saying the n-word out loud, or Clarkson muttering it over here.

And what was all that fuss about Ed Miliband's bacon sandwich? Why did it have to be bacon? Couldn't it have been a fried-egg sandwich? Or did some people want to prove he's only Jewish-lite?

Following Ukip's earthquake, Rosemary was getting a bit panicky yesterday. We have a bad dream – that there'll be a Conservative/Ukip coalition in 2015. "If that happens, I'm leaving the country," she said, scared stiff. But where will she go? Is there anywhere safer? France? Denmark? "We're not racist," say our own little rightwing parties, "we're just saying what people think." Help! If that's what most people really think, we're in trouble.

So why the general horror about going further to the left? I promise you it doesn't mean plunging straight into Jewish-Bolshevik hell. It's going right that worries me. We've all seen where that can take us.