for what it's worth, I have some experience of this, my elder brother Roy was a ten pound tourist back in the 60's . he was met at the dock with a demonstration displaying huge POMS GO HOME banners. When he bought a house, an aussie who lived next door greeted him with " another Pommie Bas****." The aussie turned out to be a great neighbor and friend, even cutting a hole in the hedge so my brothers children could go into his garden and play. The only prejudice he experienced was from an Englishman who lived on the other side and never spoke a word to him or his family all the time they lived there. Nowt so strange as folk! There is a great song in this story and one day I will get around to writing it.All the best John