Who's Really to Blame for the 'Heath and Safety' obsession that dogs us all? A surprising answer.

My day is besieged with infuriating health and safety warnings. If I buy coffee at the station it says on the lid that the Contents May be Hot. I should jolly well hope so, just as I was rather hoping that the biscuit I have bought may contain nuts as its label solemnly informs me. As I cross the bridge to my platform a treacly, ingratiating male voice intones When on the stairs, please use the handrail and take care! If I had been thinking of using the handrail, I always give up the idea as...