In 1986, my wife and I arrived at Heathrow with two suitcases each and 2,000 between us to start a new life. We did this because as a white conscript in the South African military, I would have been required, at the height of the township uprising of the mid-1980s, to do things that I was not prepared to do.
We had it easy. Because of our families' British heritage, we did not have to throw ourselves on the mercy of officialdom to request asylum.
Family and friends were able to give us an initial place to stay and some support. And we were welcomed by most of the people with whom we came into contact.
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