Sometimes it can seem we are sleepwalking into the worst kind of future.  One where bit by bit, slowly but surely, our community life is disintegrating around us.  

• The visible signs: Gaps in the high street. The library and pub and the cinema closing down.  And the local bakery and the swimming pool and the corner shop and the youth centre and the playground. 

• The less visible signs: Our local services disappearing. Youth work, childcare, job training, mental health support… Our expectations ‘managed’. 

• The invisible signs: Becoming more intolerant and less kind. People around us growing lonelier.  Left out, left behind.  Becoming invisible.

But what can we do? Decisions taken elsewhere by people we never meet.  Who claim to know what is best for us. Sometimes it feels like everything is heading this way  – towards an us and them world –  and there is little any of us can do to stop this…

But then, I pick up this little token.

And as I hold it I think maybe, just maybe, we CAN imagine a better future, and even maybe not just imagine it but even make it happen….