I had the chance to meet Sir Nicholas Winton today, I would thank him for his amazing rescue effort and for having the courage to act in the face of adversity. But I would also promise him that we Ambassadors will carry on his legacy by acting in whatever way we can to help others and exercise human compassion. I pledge to continue working hard to #ShapeTheFuture. I hope that he would be proud of us.
The summer has dawned upon the UK, in all its rain-filled glory, and is expected to be the hottest since records began. Some of us have extra reason to welcome the summer this year; it heralds the month of Ramadan when Muslims abstain from food and drink for some of the longest and hottest days of the year, from dawn to dusk.
During a visit to a summer camp for children affected by the conflict in Donbass, eastern Ukraine, I met a boy close to the frontline who had made a drawing of a tree, on top of which he drew a house with a family. When asked why the house was in the tree top and wouldn't it fall down in the wind, the boy confidently assured me 'no', the house is strong and secure. I later found out that this boy's dog had been killed by a landmine.
Feeling victorious and feeling defeated are illusions... There is no winning. There is no losing. A story I heard recently... A ring was lost in a field and many people started to look for this ring. They organised themselves and started working up the field, a furrow at a time. One person spotted the ring.
As human beings, surely we are stronger in union? Would a worker leave a trade union and face the bosses alone? So why would we leave this union that is now so intertwined and constant, so familiar and enriching? If we step out of Europe, we risk drifting off on an ice floe. And in this currently volatile and fearful world, surely that is a scary prospect? I want my child to live inside the European Union. I'll be distraught if she has to grow up in a UK, which stands alone against the world.
In the early hours of Saturday 2 April, a military escalation erupted on the Nagorny Karabakh line of contact, on a scale not seen since 1994. While the breakfast news reported on Palmyra, on who is planning to restore which monuments, the disturbing news broke about this old, yet now new conflict, that overnight saw dozens of people killed.
Today, 15 March, marks five years since the absolutely brutal civil war erupted, leaving Syria a broken and divided country. The figures are shocking: Some 6.6 million people are internally displaced within Syria, and 4.6million have fled, mostly living in neighbouring countries such as Turkey, Lebanon or Jordan.
Anyone else a bit fed up of emails telling you which bath products, flowers and chocolates to get your Mum for Mothers' Day? I mean, I can always do with a box of chocs, and so can my Mum, but this commercial onslaught is relentless. Before all the commerciality came, there was Mothering Sunday,* an early religious festival, but frankly that doesn't resonate with me either...
It occurred to me that when he had got on the train, he instinctively gravitated closer towards me, another human being, to share his evening. We humans are social animals, and contact with others is very important to us. Having sat down opposite me, he ate his dinner and enjoyed his daughter's laughter in my company.
"I have the sincere belief that if people get to know each other, one on one, that they'll stop being afraid of each other, and we'll be able to get rid of all this hate in the world," said Rose Hamid, the 56-year-old Muslim flight attendant who stood up in silence during Donald Trump's campaign rally last week - and was ejected.
A State in which its Muslim citizens are prepared not only to live in peace with those of other faiths, but be willing to fight and die to safeguard their rights. A State in which a matchless spirit of peace is forged on the precepts of complete justice. A State in which there exists unity in diversity, in which there is light and compassion instead of darkness and hatred...