It was the worst of taste . . .

. . . or should I channel Kenny Everett instead of Charles Dickens and label it “In the worst possible taste”?
    I’m talking about the weird concept that a plot to blow up the Houses of Parliament and kill King James VI/I and as many of his mates as possible could be turned into a musical.
    The claim that the Gunpowder Plot parallels current UK politics suggests that we’re in “the daftest of times” territory.