As I sit here writing this blog, I’m looking out into the heart of Southgate. I can see a group of Polish men discussing the football, an Indonesian couple excited to catch up with their friends – a family of Indian descent. Behind me the barista, a lovely English lady, is happily chatting to a customer who happens to be West Indian.
This is the kind of London I’ve known growing up; a melting pot of people, cultures and tolerance. In my naivety, I thought this kind of integration extended far beyond our capital.