At mid-day we walked through the park and out the south entrance, where people were just beginning to gather. An hour later it was almost impossible to move for the throng. The day was hot and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The music and the bright colours of the clothes created a wonderful atmosphere, almost intoxicating.
It is events like this which help to make Lenton and the park special. It's a heady mix of history (the Sikh Temple is housed in Lenton's first free school built in 1841) and internationalism, with people from all around the world coming to live in Lenton. I suspect most of us got here by chance, but I love the fact that the parish church and the Sikh Temple stand opposite one another on Church Street, beside our park. Only a week or so ago it was the Christians marking Good Friday in the park and now, just outside, it was the turn of the Sikhs. To live in a place where this is possible is to be blessed.
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