Looks like a sagging trifle. Actually, I like trifle. Now my own comment has put me off it.
To be honest, during the election in May I got a knock on my door from a nice gentleman from the BNP. After listening to him drone on, I told him that he was incredibly brave coming round to talk to me, as my family geneaology contains French, Italian, and Jewish blood. In short, I wasn't *entirely* British, when we got down to it. I also pointed out that was probably true for quite a few other members of the indigenous population. He left very quickly after that...
I like trifle too. My granny used to make a sherry trifle to die for.
This is a street with a lot of Asian families and one or two African ones. There are also a number of elderly Eastern European people who've been here since the 1940s.
Yeah, sounds similar to the area my mum's parents live in - lots of Anglo-Carrbbean families, Asian families, and Easter Europeans, all of whom have been resident since the 50s and before. Their children and grandchildren are British. Yet the BNP is still insisting they are foreign. It disgusts me, it really does.
I've lived on the street for nearly twenty five years. It was a run-down, white, working class area when I moved in. Then the upwardly mobile Asian families started appearing. For a while one of the bigger houses was owned by a local gangster who had a couple of properties on the street which he used as lodging houses for ex-cons. We have a very mixed population now: long term white residents, respectable Asian families, asylum seekers, immigrant workers in bedsits- almost a microcosm of modern Britain.
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Date: 2011-01-11 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-11 01:05 pm (UTC)Looks like a sagging trifle. Actually, I like trifle. Now my own comment has put me off it.
To be honest, during the election in May I got a knock on my door from a nice gentleman from the BNP. After listening to him drone on, I told him that he was incredibly brave coming round to talk to me, as my family geneaology contains French, Italian, and Jewish blood. In short, I wasn't *entirely* British, when we got down to it. I also pointed out that was probably true for quite a few other members of the indigenous population. He left very quickly after that...
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Date: 2011-01-11 02:04 pm (UTC)This is a street with a lot of Asian families and one or two African ones. There are also a number of elderly Eastern European people who've been here since the 1940s.
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