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Nadira
Mirza arrived in Bradford in 1979.
She says: "I thought it would be something from an Enid Blyton book.
Lots of nice plump children, big detached houses with massive lawns.
I'd heard that the bread was very nice and there was something called
jam. I thought it would be very pleasant but very wet and rainy
too. That was as a child growing up in Pakistan."
Her first impressions were mixed: "The first day I arrived in Bradford,
it was snowing and grey and bleak. I still think that's a classic
Bradford day. I remember the walk down Lumb Lane, which still had
shops, and there was still a lot of work available in the mills.
It seemed very busy. Also, there were a lot of houses and a full
community in those days and thriving small restaurants. I thought
it was such a lively place on one hand and so depressing on the
other. The other thing I noticed was that there were no women out
and about, there was no one of my age and heritage."
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Nadira
then...
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