It’s hard to avoid the fuckers in the UK mate, so as you can when you can is a good effort, fair play.
I used to sell to the Africans for export, they was all the same, not bad lads to be fair but all with their various wives and girlfriends and kids potched away in some flat in Peckham or wherever, getting the kids educated buck shee while the council paid for the old woman’s flat and them with a big old pad back in Africa.
Pockets full of readies, they had no intention of staying, they just flew over to make money and f****d off back to a life of African luxury, f***ing all the tar