Can`t tell you how sad this BBC docu makes me feel..Contains some interesting perspectives,not only from young and old white Cockneys but even 5th Generation east end immigrants.
Where have they all gone?? Where will you go?
Can`t tell you how sad this BBC docu makes me feel..Contains some interesting perspectives,not only from young and old white Cockneys but even 5th Generation east end immigrants.
Where have they all gone?? Where will you go?
I watched it,it was super depressing,thank god for multiculturalism its called white flight
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Where coming to see you Fred, get some more apartments built
I lived in the east-end,your right,its being cleansed,what a f***ed up country we truly live in,where the locals are second class and replaced with immigrants,thats "multiculturalism" for you
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Thats what we get for believing the fabricators or blatant liars who now want our vote to stay in the EU because if we leave everything from black death to no margarine in the fridge and shrivelled black testicles will befall us all
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Silly people will still believe what they are being told until its too late
The problem with that is its not only too late for them,its too late for US,i was born british,why should i die european,its bad enough with that crappy passport i watched a news report yesterday,eurocrats are pondering a european tax for EU citizens a raft of measures in the future that we cant escape if we stay in,remember cameron going there with his proposals and demands and returning to blighty with his tail firmly between his legs and no crumbs for us,thats the future.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Indeed i remember , and i have always said we should get out, not for me but my children's children, we are a island we have been around for generations BRITISH or ENGLISH,
I am English and proud to say that, European is just a posh name for a very very large club
I dont care to belong to any club that will have me as a member.........Groucho marxs
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
They're doing a sequel soon called "Last Brits of the British Isles"
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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