Yesterday, while endlessly scrolling through a barrage of misery on Twitter, a video popped up that left me grinning from ear to ear: Michael Gove raving at a club in Aberdeen. I never imagined needing to see Gove dancing carefree and untethered, but I did – and I will defend his right to do so to the hilt. I love to dance. Much to my embarrassment, the majority of my dancing takes place at home...