My mother was Irish and when she and her husband tried to rent they came across signs saying "no Blacks or Irish". She was a nurse by the way and was determined to come top of her class to prove the stereotypes wrong. Being Catholic and marrying a Protestant, her family cut her off for 10 years until I was born and then they relented.
She was not a racist but sadly my father was… a lot of his expressions ie "jungle bunnies" were the norm in my family until my mother stood up to him and said he was a bad influence on the children! He loved "Till Death Us do Part" and never saw the irony of it.
He would never have spoken to me again if I had dated a black man.. And yet, in other ways he was very kind.
As an adult I called him out many times on this. My eyes were opened to different cultures when I taught music in the 80s and my pupils' parents were from all over the world.. I learnt a lot about culture and cooking!
One of my cousins is racist and I find it difficult to talk to him. So, sadly we speak less and less often as I stand up to him when he kicks off!
People being over fussy about cat welfare
Anyone else struggle with this?
Support and friendship for those whose lives have been affected by estrangement.
