On Monday she talked about how she misses “glory” (not to be confused with grandeur). Last night she discussed sin, how Christians associate it with blame, weakness, guilt and, above all, sex. Yet the Greek and Hebrew words for sin are closer to “miss” (as of a target) and Islam regards a bad thought resisted as an opportunity to do good, all of which is more generous. Rebels against Christian thought aren’t free, either. What they still carry is chronic anxiety, if now about weight, appearance and such. An inbuilt memory of the Last Judgment, she said, haunts everything from The X Factor to The Great British Bake Off. Now there’s a revelation. Tonight, salvation and where notions of saviours still linger dangerously. Bunting’s is an unexpected interpretation of Arnold’s poem but what good timing to have aired in a week when the moon, shining as fair last weekend as in Dover Beach, has just had an eclipse, leaving us back on that darkling plain “Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where Ignorant armies clash by night.”