The radio presenter was saying this morning how, over the weekend, she’d asked her two little girls what they would do if they had one wish. I only heard what her eldest had said, and that was that she’d like to speak all the languages of the world, including those of the animals. It’s an interesting question. In the fairy tales there are usually three, the final one invariably used to cancel the mayhem caused by the first two. I thought about what I would ask for. The end to war and strife and conflict. But then again isn’t it better to wish for an end to poverty or hunger. It’s hard. War is the most appalling to me, but that is probably because that is most ‘visible’. I don’t know. It’s too hard to make a choice. And asking for happiness for all – what would that mean? Some people’s happiness is another misery. Maybe. An end to pain? Help me out.
