I’m an economic migrant. I don’t live in Oxfordshire because I want to be Oxfordish. I came here to work.
I hold no papers giving me permission to be here. I have not registered with the relevant authorities. I barely speak the language and the culture is unfamiliar.
Yet I am ‘allowed’ to be here by a quirk of fate, just by being born in the UK I am miraculously permitted to migrate between its many disparate counties, regions, and nations.
Migration is a fundamental element of human nature, that’s how we came to be spread across the planet with all our wonderful diversity. Pulling up the drawbridge dooms us to failure.