Hmm, it just hit me that this year alone I have been asked where I’m from more times than I was, since the vote. Which is more than I have been asked since I arrived on these shores.

Not asked in a friendly way as in, so where are you from? Like when in a gaggle/pack/herd/murder/flock of random internationals. But more like, hmm you sound different, better check that you aren’t going to eat my first born, one of them lot.

But nothing has come of it, it is like – ah, white Scandinavian, nothing to worry about then. erm have you already forgotten history … 🙂