I used to live in Belfast, and I say this without hesitation – it is the greatest city in the world. I have never lived anywhere more kind, more welcoming, or more determined to make you feel at home.
People there had every reason to be wary, suspicious, scarred by the past – and yet they weren’t. They opened their doors and their lives.
And the past is not some distant story. Friends of mine, people my own age, in their 20s and 30s, grew up in a world where they checked under their parents’ car before getting in.
That’s why peace there feels so precious, and why my blood boils at the thought of it being put at risk – by the likes of Nigel Farage, Robert Jenrick, and the ultra-right wanting to leave the European Convention on Human Rights (ECHR).
Let me explain: The Good Friday Agreeme