Emigrants / Immigrants

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threebikesmcginty

Corn Fed Hick...
Location
...on the slake
[QUOTE 2737426, member: 1314"]The rural Punjab was a desolate place in the early part of the last century, with a subsistence living to be made from the soil. My paternal granddad was murdered by his brother for his land, and that land now belongs to my cousins. My dad is sanguine about it, saying the blood revenge doesn't fall on the descendants. He's made a fortune by dealing in land in the same village, anyway, owning a large chunk of the property, business and land as the urbanisation of the Punjab continues.

He came to Britain in the late 50s and made a living by robbing banks and as a hired thug. That's when he made his first small fortune by dealing in property on the side. He lost it when he spent time in Wormwood Scrubs. When he came out he married my mum, went back to India where there was an assassination attempt on his life. He thinks it was related to one of the beatings he delivered in Britain. He survived, but my mum's best mate took the blow of the bomb, and she passed away in her arms. It was in the house that belonged to my cousins who own that house which my great-grand Uncle killed for.

I don't make any judgements, though, as the Punjab was even more lawless than, then now, and now it is still bandit country. My dad, when a boy, also remembers the trains coming across the Pakistani border into the Indian Punjab after partition, full of bodies.

My dad's been well-behaved since those days, and regrets his behaviour. I only found out last year. My maternal great-granddad had what is clearly bi-polar. However he was just considered "mad" and spent his life chained at the farm. My mum brought me to Britain when I was 6 months to join my dad in the 60s.

We're Jat Sikhs and until my generation, losing the purity of that caste line was just not done, as the caste sees itself as elite. We're more egalitarian though, well my family is, and I like to think of us as citizens of the world. Which is why I live in London. It's that diversity. The mono-culture of the Punjab is actually holding it back - I can go there for weeks and not see one white or black person except at the airport. That makes it rather moribund for me and which is why I would hesitate to move there permanently. Immigrants of all types add drive.

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That's nearly as good as my great granddad being a boiler-maker on Grimsby docks. Innit.
 
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Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
My father was born in Germany. His mother was German, and her father was Russian. Further back the family can be traced to Turkey, and before that Persia, or Iran as it is now called.

My Mother is English.
 

vernon

Harder than Ronnie Pickering
Location
Meanwood, Leeds
You really can't help yourself can you, having a go at me, even when I make a salient valid scientific point. I knew when I saw I had an alert that YOU had replied to my post that it would definitely not be complimentary. I don't really care whether you think I have a valid point or not, as I know it IS very valid. However what I take issue with is your rather spiteful and unnecessary comment that accompanies it.

You really can't help ourself can you. I know when I see a response from you it definitely would not be complimentary. What I really take issue with is your inability to reflect upon the tone of your writing and moderate it to be be less aggressive, paranoid and filled with barbed comments.

Every time I see a response to me from you, it seems to be prompted by the paranoid illusion that I dislike you. I don't. :hugs:
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
That sounds exciting....have you done a family tree, Wol?

Mrs R used to work with Ben Elton's (the comedian) dad, Lewis and his family had an extremely exotic background from Germany and eastern Europe.

One of my Aunties did a family tree. I was puzzled about the connections from Turkey to Russia and then to Germany, until I saw the programme "Who do you think you are?" with David Suchet, one of the very few that I watched. His family history followed a similar route.
 

Saluki

World class procrastinator
according my dad, my granddad was Irish, according to my dads eldest brother, he was born in Manchester... I wouldn't be surprised if i got another four birthplaces from dad's other four siblings. My dad and his siblings also believed their great grandfather on their mother's side was one Charles Chivers, founder of the famous Chivers Jam company, so much they always insisted we bought Chivers and not the Robinson's rubbish... turned out the Chivers connection was a family myth. Grown ups cannot be trusted.
Tell me about it. My Dad said that his cousin was Lord Lucan. They did share the same surname but I am not altogether sure that I believe him. I guess it would be easy enough to check though, if I really really wanted to.
 

asterix

Comrade Member
Location
Limoges or York
My brother feels the same way. He was born in RAF Changi hospital in Singapore (which was then sovereign soil)...still bugs him that he was though.

In fact I am not bothered about it really, it's not that difficult coming to live in the UK from outside. It's actually far more difficult coming to live in Yorkshire from outside. Twenty long years and still an incomer!

My real concern is not personal, it is that post-imperial African history is so depressing for a variety of reasons.
 

asterix

Comrade Member
Location
Limoges or York
That's nearly as good as my great granddad being a boiler-maker on Grimsby docks. Innit.

Excellent trade, boilermaker. I used to work in admin at the port workshops at Parkeston Quay and found the skills of the craftsmen fascinating. We had boilermakers, shipwrights, sailmakers, upholsterers, electricians, blacksmiths, coppersmiths and fitters to name the elite. The only thing lacking was an iron foundry and we could have built our own battleship.
 
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