I was given a lift home yesterday by a sweet young woman who, toward the end of our journey, became heated about Polish Immigrants coming into Great Britain. “They are ruining our country!”
“Really?” says I, “How?”
“The Police force are being taught how to speak Polish and why should they? It is OUR country after all!”
“Look at it positively,” says I, “at least they get to learn a new language and we British are pretty crap at speaking anything apart from English.”

The irony of this is that the girl giving me a lift has a Grandfather who is Polish and who came to the UK during World War 2 to fight with us and live with us.

My descendents come from Ireland, London and Europe. 95% of Londoner’s when DNA tested, even if they are white, have black or brown DNA.

One world. One race.