some people write books, some read books, some like to look as though they are reading a book, some people turn the pages, page after page, and do not read any more, satisfied that they look as though they are reading a book.

Who could deny that ?

Just been to a holiday camp near where I live as some Irish friends of my late wife are down for the week Church street off the Edgeware road. The mother and father who now are approaching 80 tell me what a terrible place the part of London is now for them to live. All the pubs have gone bar one, the market no longer caters for the local depreciating white population in the area. All the local shop are now middle eastern cafes, halal butchers etc etc.
This family came as immigrants to this country, inter grated with the then majority of English families including my wife who they treated as a daughter from the age of six. They are a religious family and would help anyone but even they said that the new local population don't want to inter grate with them and are very unfriendly. I felt so sorry for them stuck in this area that they have had many happy years over the past five decades now to feel like outsiders by other immigrants