I have suspected it for many years, but now it is official. Denmark is the happiest place in the world. What makes it happy? Not just the knitwear, candles and hand-made art from cut-out paper, but people are satisfied with their work and hours are not too long. It's part of the culture to see everyone for themselves, rather than what they do and status because of your job is a foreign concept. And they have Borgen, of course, instead of Eastenders. All the national angst is concentrated in the Borgen script, so they can get on with being happy. I know. I have waved to the Queen of Denmark and she waved back when we rushed round to the back of the theatre after a play. It made me happy. So did skipping through Copenhagen airport when I was 26, arm in arm with a blond Danish friend singing this little ditty:
'Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen,
Salty old queen of the sea,
Once I sailed away,
Now I'm here to stay,
Singing Copenhagen, Copenhagen,
Copenhagen for me!'