My privilege: an invisible shield, that I never even had to wield. But now it burns in my hand, and heat rises in my heart, it’s fuming.

As always, we are each seeing the world through our own eyes, under the umbrella of beliefs we hold up, wearing the shoes that have walked..

It was one of the first properly hot days in May when I sat on Hampstead Heath under the triumphant golden rays...

Most of you will have probably by now watched the recent Netflix documentary 'Fyre: The Greatest Party that Never Happened' which went...