Our country needs to heal. And this was a vote for hope. Hope that we can be so much better than a country which looks inwards, turns its back on those who need help the most, and elects politicians who pursue policies of divide and rule. We can, and we must, put our differences aside and work together for the good of our country because when we do, that is when we will see real change. The result in Richmond Park has shown both that a new politics is possible - and that we can make it happen.
We will tackle the populists head on, because not only do they seek to divide, they make empty promises they cannot possibly deliver and then threaten western liberal democratic values when they fail. Together let's move Europe forward and ensure it works for everyone.
Despite the warnings about the secrecy, the impossible timetables and the financial imperatives surrounding these plans the Government seem determined to press ahead with them. When the plan for your area is released the questions outlined above might be ones you want to ask your local "STP lead" about.
The people who have the strongest desire for power tend to be the most ruthless and least compassionate individuals. And once they possess power, they usually devote themselves to entrenching, increasing and protecting their power, with scant regard for the welfare of others.
I could reel off many statistics, but I'll just include one from the Office for National Statistics, at the current rate, it will be another 62 years before the work of women in the UK is valued at the same rate as men. Sixty-two years. The year 2078. Let that sink in. I'll be long gone, as will you, probably.
Long gone are the old days of former pros who've 'been there' as a player stepping into the dugout. Management at the highest level is no longer the closed shop it once was. Bradley is a career coach and a keen student of the game who took his first job at the age 23. You can't dismiss all that experience and knowledge because of where he comes from and how he talks.
Almost every day brings stories of violence against women - from partners at home, sexual abuse and mutilation, and tragic suffering in ravaged communities and war zones. One in three women suffers violence, often from those closest to them, and it takes many forms.
Where did all the clubs go? One minute there is a vibrant underground club scene and the next, seemingly, it's vanished, in what felt like seconds. Take London as an example. Every district had it's very own club legends and legendary clubs, from the West End to Walthamstow.
In our own post-industrial condition, such inward domesticity has begun to appear especially attractive, and assumed an increasingly nostalgic character. Its legacy is still felt in Nordic architecture and design, which largely eschews the monumental in favour of a more human sense of size and shape.
For me, the diagnosis was a relief, for it accorded with the maxim "know thyself" - and, for any human being, this is a fundamental part of life's journey. As time goes on, I have begun to see bipolar not so much as an affliction, confined to a certain, unfortunate percentile of the population, but as something that lies in the further reaches of conscious experience.
Then there are the death knell closing statements such as, 'I've seen that wrapping paper in the under stairs cupboard so is Father Christmas real or is it just you and daddy?' This is the final option for our guilty plea before the dread accusation - and we know it's coming - 'Why did you lie?'
Has the tide turned? Is Sarah Olney the harbinger of a bright new dawn, a better future? Not so fast, my friend, not so fast... The Lib Dems' grande dame Shirley Williams claimed on the eve of the Richmond Park poll that a Lib Dem win would 'change the political weather', just as her victory in Crosby did 35 years ago. I'd love to think she was right. But at least the result should strengthen the resolve of those who want to slow the rush to a Brexit disaster. The battle has only just begun.
Post-referendum we have witnessed increased levels of physical and verbal violence as well as acts of vandalism towards EU nationals and other minorities living in the UK. Disturbing as these events are it is important to note that the Polish community also received great support and many acts of kindness from the British community. Politicians, community leaders and ordinary citizens voiced their shock and horror as well as assured us that it Britain is open to all.
"That's all very good, but what about the jobs?" It's an argument that campaigners inevitably come across when debating Trident or arms exports to oppressive regimes. It's not limited to the usual suspects either, it comes from all angles; including the trade unions, the media and politicians from all parties.
Well here I was playing golf with a group of men and women who hit one another with a constant flow of humorous below the belt banter and it started to occur to me that whilst I don't want to be their age just yet, I really liked being in their company.
With the postal deadline for the Italian referendum looming, I weigh up the moral question of to vote or not to vote. And as I do, I will remember that unlike many others, at least I have a choice.
I thought fashion had opened up to more body types, to more shapes and sizes. But at the Victoria's Secret show, there's wasn't a single "plus size" model on the horizon.
My goal, from interior designer to film producer, was to open a window into the dark reality that exists in the abhorrent trade, and to expose the truth of this crime and how it effects those trafficked and enslaved against their will.
When asked it, I roll my eyes, scoff, and use all my favourite synonyms for the word 'disaster'. "Yes, well, we never thought it would happen either," my European friends assure me. Nope, none of us did. Otherwise the many thousands of UK citizens here in Brussels would not have put so much time and effort into their European careers. All of that will now require a rethink.
On hearing the revelation I reacted in the usual ways. I searched for the inevitable petition, signed it and shared it. I tweeted to the self-validating echo chamber that is my twitter following. Naturally, I attacked the trolls who were insensitively (if slightly amusingly) telling distraught vegetarians "they shouldn't be eating £5 notes anyway".
I was diagnosed as bipolar during my 3rd and last pregnancy, at the time I had postnatal and prenatal depression due to becoming pregnant after my daughter was only 7 months old, I was, to put it mildly, rapidly cycling between manic and morose, every facet of my personality was affected by bipolar and in the end it was a relief to be diagnosed and put on medication.
Replacing Sir Alex Ferguson was never going to be easy. Three years on from the Scots departure from Old Trafford and it still feels like there is a gaping hole at Manchester United. The charismatic Jose Mourinho is the latest manager who appears to be drowning under the enormous weight of expectation.