and probably for my dad, he was probably thinking he, you know, he got through, he got his family out of the country at last, but he was leaving back something that he really loved, the country that he loved. the asians arrived in cold, wet weather at stansted. whole families had arrived with little cash. the few belongings they brought often seemed of nothing more than sentimental value. the time of the year that we arrived as well, it was like the wintertime. and that made it worse as well with the rain and the snow, and i'd not seen the snow before. we were... we were scared. because we didn't know where would we go. i mean, we were — and my mum was told that — to take is to leicester, a town called leicester, and we did not know what it was like. we did not know any english. when i grew up and went