Over the last month, thanks to NTW, I've been continuing to develop thoughts for a piece of work that interrogates our borders. Yesterday I was invited by Dave Evans to join a bus full of refugees and asylum seekers on a day trip to St Fagans. They were invited to collaborate in constructing a temporary asylum seeker's residence for refugee week next June. I cannot fully describe the effect of engaging with the carefully curated National and Historical narrative that is St Fagans, with a group of individuals who are effectively stateless.

In the prefab we were treated to an enthusiastic speech about the history and inadequacy of these temporary accommodation structures, peppered with outrage that they are still in use in Wales. I was listening with a young man who I knew had crossed 2 continents on his own aged 15, and then waited 5 years for a decision on his case. The guy was right - we shouldn't use terrapins in schools anymore, but it is remarkable the way that context affects our relationships with information and stories...I didn't feel connected to his outrage ... and it really reminded me of being in Mrs Lambert's class, aged 6.

Fairplay to St Fagans, Dave Evans and the Oasis Centre for putting together the project, and thanks to all for such an interesting and enjoyable day.