Originally Posted by MarkyUK

Barnsie, I should explain, I am a man of colour living in what has been called (by social workers) a 'vanilla community' most are surprised my English is better than theirs. I sound quintessentially English and my name is Mark T Morgan, which means I confront racism head on when I first meet peeps I've spoken to on the phone...you can see the shock.

Hey, I'm old and ugly enough to get over it but when my teenage kids have to put up with it I have little patience, examples are

1) My daughter being spat at twice when at school.

2) A boy who's parents had moved from Birmingham ( who was ginger mind...so he should have been used to the persecution) telling my daughter he didn't want to sit next to her in tutor group, his reason 'I don't want to catch slavery Aids'

3) A boy from my daughters tutor holding a piece of rope and asking his friend's if he 'should make a noose to make xxxxxxx my slave for the day'. My son overheard this and body checked the boy into lockers, and whilst I deplore physical violence, I was proud he stood up for his little sister.

The outcome was my son was excluded for 4 days and nothing happened to the other boy

I have dated women from the South West who have told me that I was lovely (I am) but they didn't know how they'd introduce me to their elderly parents.

The only one's that will actually offer me their numbers are those that grew up in 'the MTV generation', and since I could legally have a daughter of 39 I refuse.

In the North and Scotland I am more of a novelty rather than someone to be treated with suspicion.

THAT was the short answer

Originally Posted by MarkyUK

Hey shot happens, am not bitter about it, but my 5 bed detached with a conservatory, outside sauna and parking for 10 cars isn't worth more than £350k...in multicultural London that wouldn't even buy me a 2 bed flat.

PS: You will only experience it if you skin is a particular shade.