It was Christmas time many years ago. Adam was about 5 or 6 years old and we were visiting his grandparents in London. As we walked along a very busy Oxford street with Adam between us, we suddenly saw an African gentleman with his wife and family, in full, beautifully coloured, African robes coming towards us through the crowd. Adam watched him carefully pass. A little later, as we entered a large department store, an Arab gentleman wearing full Arab dress and headgear was coming out and not far inside the store was another gentleman in full eastern regalia complete with fez. I felt a tug on my hand and as I looked down, a puzzled looking Adam said, ‘Daddy, I think I’ve just seen the three wise men!!’
