Chapter 52 I Pity The Poor Immigrant

Chapter 52 – I Pity the Poor Immigrant Whose visions in the final end Must shatter like the glass I pity the poor immigrant When his gladness comes to pass From: I Pity the Poor Immigrant by Bob Dylan In my life and work as a community worker in Birmingham... More

Chapter 52 – I Pity the Poor Immigrant Whose visions in the final end Must shatter like the glass I pity the poor immigrant When his gladness comes to pass From: I Pity the Poor Immigrant by Bob Dylan In my life and work as a community worker in Birmingham I have continued to realise the value of living in one of the most diverse cities and regions in the UK. Our family holidays to Ireland in more recent years were wonderful opportunities to soak in the friendliness, landscapes, music and history of the Emerald Isle, yet we were always pleased to return to the diversity of Birmingham, it’s rich cosmopolitan populace, the city of a thousand artisan trades, ethnicities, faiths and tongues. My second interview with Gary O’Dea for The Harp newspaper was at a bar in The Blue Piano, a grand double-breasted Edwardian town house on Harborne Road, close to Five Ways and what is nowadays called Edgbaston Village. The Blue Piano was a hotel and South East Asian restaurant which had live music, us Less