Yesterday afternoon, I sat in my study and just listened.
Five interns were in our kitchen, drinking wine, eating casserole, rice and vegetarian flans whilst laughing, ribbing, poking fun and generally enjoying themselves.
But here’s the thing – there was one post-grad from Nigeria in the mix, two final year Bangalorian students, one Muslim second year and one Welsh-speaking team-leading boyo from Risca. A Pentecostal, a Sikh, a Hindu, a Muslim and a Welsh Baptist – and I’m not kidding.
As I listened, I couldn’t help but think, well now, if we can manage such racial and religious harmony, then why the hell can’t the rest of the world?!