I lost my father about two weeks ago. My son and I are staying at his house sorting things out. We've had many visitors mainly people who want to know what I'm doing with the farm. My son and I went to a local beauty spot to get away from all of this. I met a man from a completely different culture. We had a chat and I mentioned why we were there. He was so sympathetic and real ( a Muslim family). His face said it all. Why can't people here be like him?