One of the signs of my own inner ‘moving on’ is that I don’t feel I have to talk about Ireland every five minutes. But I couldn’t help watching some of Archbishop Desmond Tutu tonight in the search for truth in Northern Ireland. The strange thing, it seems to me, is that what brings healing is not the statement of objective, dispassionate truth. It is to hear the truth from the lips of the perpetrator or the victim – the person for whom that truth is most costly – which brings the healing. By a strange coincidence, I find myself on BBC Radio Scotland tomorrow morning debating issues of terrorism, policing and community as we experienced them in Northern Ireland and as they apply to mainland Britain.