‘The north remembers” intoned a last-days Labour campaign video. So what does it take for ex-miners, whose kids went hungry in a year-long strike, who’ve scrabbled since as minicab drivers or Amazon drones, to forget? For Rother Valley to overlook Orgreave’s baton-charged heads and Consett that a community was destroyed along with its steel mill?

It is Jeremy Corbyn’s greatest achievement that he hacked through century-deep bonds between place and party; severed streets full of Labour clubs and co-operative societies from their Westminster tribunes. He broke the potent “my gran would turn in her grave” ancestor-worship spell. He persuaded bitter people who hated and still can’t forgive Margaret Thatcher to turn out in the winter rain and vote Conservative.

The Corbyn loyalists, still puzzling why