The average Londoner knows just one neighbour. I travel a lot, and I'm always surprised by the strong sense of community in some countries. We've lost something fundamentally human, and we don't even realise it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I grew up in north Norfolk, which certainly used to have an enormous sense of community. There are more and more second homes there now, so I'm not sure how that has damaged it. But where I live in South London, there is a beautiful community; it's the friendliest place I have ever lived, which comes as a surprise to non-Londoners.
I've lived a lot of my life in London, so I often feel that I am a Londoner.
As a foreigner in London, I like that there are so many other foreigners.
When strangers start acting like neighbors... communities are reinvigorated.
Hackney gets a bit of a bad rap, but it's the only place I've ever lived that felt like a community. I know my neighbours.
I never felt at home in London, because people were constantly telling me I didn't belong here, so after a while, you tend to believe that.
You get people who come to London, sever links with where they come from, and then when they need people, there's nobody there. To feel like you can't go back home would be a horribly sad place to be, as is mistaking fame for genuine love and affection.
Living in London has become incredible. I suppose it's easy to love where you live if you love what you're doing. But this is not just a visit: it's my home.
Most people would accept that people come to London from across the world, from all kinds of backgrounds, and are accepted here irrespective of their origins.
Even in this globalised world, London is still the standard for our times. The city has embraced the world's diversity and represents the finest in human achievements.