Leah McLaren

My battle with Britain’s mean, ineffective immigration system

‘Controlling immigration’ means being rude to foreigners — as I found out

When I first came to this country nearly a decade ago, Britain wanted immigrants like me. Back then you could get a visa just for being creative. It was called the ‘Artist, Writer, Composer Visa’ — a Blairite flight of fancy if there ever was one — and all you had to do was fill out a form proving that you’d made a name for yourself in your country of origin in one of those three disciplines.

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