My mother was Irish and when she and her husband tried to rent they came across signs saying "no Blacks or Irish". She was a nurse by the way and was determined to come top of her class to prove the stereotypes wrong. Being Catholic and marrying a Protestant, her family cut her off for 10 years until I was born and then they relented.
She was not a racist but sadly my father was… a lot of his expressions ie "jungle bunnies" were the norm in my family until my mother stood up to him and said he was a bad influence on the children! He loved "Till Death Us do Part" and never saw the irony of it.
He would never have spoken to me again if I had dated a black man.. And yet, in other ways he was very kind.
As an adult I called him out many times on this. My eyes were opened to different cultures when I taught music in the 80s and my pupils' parents were from all over the world.. I learnt a lot about culture and cooking!
One of my cousins is racist and I find it difficult to talk to him. So, sadly we speak less and less often as I stand up to him when he kicks off!
Unite the Kingdom and Pro Palestine marches Cup 16th May 2026


