In the yard in the community hall opposite my house, a playgroup acts out their version of ‘St. George and the Dragon’. Further down the street, the procession for Vaisakhi passes. Everyone is in a good spirits. In the discussion after the recent Identity and Divided Society talk at Wolverhampton Art Gallery, someone asked, When was the last time you saw a Union Jack? And I couldn’t remember. Neither could anyone else there. But then, the very next day I see one draped over a wholesale tile centre in Oldbury, and then one on the top of Birmingham Council Chambers. My daughter sends me a photograph of one she found in an abandoned factory in the Black Country. A few days later I am sent one from a Bosnian group in Birmingham, from a sporting event they attended in Austria.  Perhaps the Union Jack flag is making a comeback, in this time of diversification and contested devolution?