I’m fine with it personally, and am happy to offer a hand to anyone fleeing shittiness. Not as if pretty much everyone living here doesn’t have origins all over the bloody place, anyway.

People like my great aunt are different, however; she is in her 90s and lives in Cornwall. She hates anyone not in Cornwall, and she voted ‘leave’ because she genuinely thinks that all the brown people now have to go away in March.

Quote from her:

’But I’m not racist. I have a black boy comes do the garden, and he’s the most hardworking little n——— that you ever saw!’

Cue everyone saying YOU CAN’T SAY THAT!

’Don’t be silly, it’s a compliment! I’m not having a go at him! It’s how I call him to get a cup of tea and a biscuit, and he never complains. AND I give him the good biscuits.’