Church Street, Waltham Abbey – After exploring the grounds of Waltham Abbey Church I sat down for a beer at the Welsh Harp, facing the Green Dragon in what appears to be an ancient town square in Essex. It was market day and the table next to me were having a lively discussion about immigration, english jobs etc. But then the admission that the poles they have worked with do the jobs no english people would do…

Then Anya greeted the table – clearly a close friend – a pole who has lived here for 25 years, which she now considers her home. Despite the St George Cross we are truely a county of immigrants…