Well, I am a sadder person today.
It feels like the events of this weekend have somehow tainted everything I see and believe in, and have made me wish that I could scoop my children up in my arms and take them somewhere where none of this is really happening.
I was brought up to believe that you judge a person by what is on the inside, not what is on the outside.
I was brought up to believe that the place of your birth is not your birth right. It is an accident over which you have no control, and it does not give you superiority over anyone else. To take this to its logical conclusion, are you a better person than me because you were born in Worcestershire, for example, or in the LE2 postcode? If I asked you this, you would think I was stupid. Yet so…
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