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Diversity, discomfort and my lament 
for a lost London

Immigration has become not, as I once thought, a welcome addition to the English way of life, but a source of disquiet

By Tom Smail   June 2019

The road near Green Lanes in 1993. Photo: Ben Brooksbank, licensed under Creative Commons

I live in Harringay, Green Lanes, in the long, elegant stretch between Manor House and Turnpike Lane. It is a predominantly Turkish and Kurdish area with vestiges of an earlier Greek Cypriot civilisation, though Turnpike Lane, according to the 2011 census, is the capital’s most linguistically diverse underground station, with 16 languages spoken nearby. It is an area of community spirit, of good people that I know and greet, of greengrocers whose fresh fruit and vegetables are…

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