I have been honoured to receive a number of awards in my career. Yet one which I have especially yearned for has so far eluded me. Now it seems finally within my grasp.
Since I began writing I have dearly hoped to catch the eye of the judges for the 'Islamophobe of the Year' title. There are a number of reasons. Firstly because one of its earliest recipients was Polly Toynbee. Anything that Polly wins is something I covet.
Secondly, I have always desired the award because the term 'Islamophobia' itself is so fantastical and ridiculous. Winning an award with it in the title would be like waking up to discover I had been given a prize by the Queen of Wonderland.