The Bishop Of Bradford

We’re off to BBC Radio Leeds this morning. That is, Leonnora Rustamova and I. She has been invited onto the morning show to talk about how she managed to engage with five disaffected young lads and get them to come back into school and finish off their education. She succeeded and the result is her book, STOP DON’T READ THIS. Because she was so successful, she was sacked. Madness I know, but when the educators find somebody getting great results but not following the dictats and formula, they get worried.

Then we’re off to see the Bishop of Bradford. He’s worried that he can’t speak to the youth of Bradford. He doesn’t know the ‘idiom and argot’ in which they speak. He’s blogging. We’re going to see if we can help. Leonora’s not one for pointing. She listens. Perhaps there should be more people like her. You can’t have a conversation without listening, and defintely not with water cannon and rubber bullets on the streets. Wasn’t Mr Cameron part of a social group that met in pubs in Oxford, got drunk, trashed the rooms but then paid the owners for the havoc they’d wreeked? It’s called hypocrisy. The youth know, you know.