I was walking through Liverpool St Railway station and I remembered that there is a statue that commemorates the arrival of the Kindertransport.
The statue is of a little boy and a girl. Today as I passed I noticed that someone had put a red rose in the hand of the little girl. She is a memory of another time when children (and their parents) were in danger and someone had the gumption to overcome bureaucratic stupidities to at least give the children a chance of life.
I wonder what benefits the refugee children in Calais and lost on the Mainland of Europe could bring us today?
Go here to read a bit more about the Kindertransport