A week of contrasts. It started wet and windy and ended hot and sunny. I started the week full of energy and fell into a ten-hour sleep on Friday night after our exertions in The Training Flat. And the young people this week were contrasting too. It’s easy to be nonchalant and think you’ve nothing to learn as you get older, but it’s good still to be shocked and even challenged and prodded in your professional life. We were lucky enough to be joined by the National Citizenship Service last week. They worked tirelessly painting The Training Flat last Friday. It’s a great scheme and I really hope it results in more young people engaging with their local communities and in building empathy. The young people (eleven young women and one young man) that joined us were not the same as the young people we work with. Much has recently been said about social mobility, and here it was for all to see. These entitled, confident and UCAS form obsessed young people brought into stark relief the gulf in our communities. Exactly the same age as many of the young people we work with, they may as well have been from a different country, such were their different outlooks, obsessions, levels of confidence and dreams . This makes me sad. I’m sad that society is so unequal for many young people by virtue of nothing more than where they were born.