this is bollocks. i could tell you i spotted high slavic cheekbones and heard Polish accents - but i'm not a liar. i just tell you something i saw and you say i'm a racist.

its this sort of dumb abuse that leads to people leaving mudcat.

how come the BNP   attacked me and made me a target of their internet smear campaign - not the gnomic utterances of Dave, or the oh so telling 16th century traditional folksingers? why - cos i tell it like it is - and frankly that makes you just as much an enemy of the truth as the BNP/UKIP bastards.

comparing a settled Polish community to what has happened in lincolnshire is nonsense. because of European legislation its more like the Klondike goldrush. and Boston by all accounts has more than its share of Eastern european Dangerous Dan McGrews.

in the nottinghamshire village i lived in for thirty years i was always an outsider. we were a lancashire/irish family n moving to Boston during the war, we were outsiders. in the nottinghamshire village - thugs attacked the Asian family's children - the people who took over the newsagents shop. villages, Jim , can be foul styes of racial intolerance.

finally for you keith, who complains there is not enough about the daily mail - here is a short poem i wrote last year

Ed Milliband is a Bastard

Ed Milliband is a bastard
We call him Ed the Red
And if he gets elected
You'll wish that you were dead.
He has bad breath and dandruff
His farts are loud and smelly
He is much more objectionable
Than he looks on telly
But you can read the sorry facts
Behind Ed's dismal tale
Its there with all the gossip
In tomorrow's Daily Mail

Ed Milliband is a stinker
lets stick to all the facts
He looks like he's a paedo
And he's bound to charge more tax
He'll give back all the loot Brave Maggie won
From all those nasty frogs
He'll build luxury homes and give out cash
To all the scrounging wogs
But more will be revealed my friends
Next week in The mail, you'll see
Moreover we will give away
A brand new DVD

Ed Milliband is a stinker
He's run by Moscow central
We should hang, draw and quarter him
And then burn his entrails
Theres rumours about his drinking
the parties and the drugs
And that isn't his real hair, you know
he has to wear a rug
We've seen the picture of Stalin
That every night he kisses
Not to mention the heroes graves
On which regularly he pisses
But theres more revelations
so watch now without fail
All the front page news my friend
In next years Daily Mail.