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A loud and proud Englishman in Bondi who’s overstayed his working holiday visa by 6 years, has had enough of immigration to his home country.
“they come over and don’t even mix with the locals!” said a drunk Gareth Heartboyle (32), while sitting alongside 9 other British lads, topless, drinking beers on Bondi beach, in the middle of July.
Like many of the British diaspora, Gareth says he wouldn’t mind the new comers if they made more of an effort to get out of their small, tight knit communities.
Gareth, who hasn’t been 3km west of the Sydney coast line since he arrived in Australia, has been able to build a great circle of friends, all of which are British, except for one Irish lad.
While he admits he hasn’t had much to do with Australians, beyond a weekly “cheers mate” to the bloke at the servo, he remains confident in his ability to speak on cultural cohesion, and the importance of “assimilating.”
Now based in a Bondi share house referred to by neighbours simply as “That house thats loud as fuck at 1am during English Premier league games” Gareth spends most of his time frequenting drum and bass raves on Sydney harbour exclusivly attended by his fellow country men and the odd Dutch guy.
“I just think, if you move to a place, you should respect the culture,” says Gareth, who laughs at the idea of learning the rules of Rugby league or AFL during his long term stay in Australia
“hahaha nah, those are made up sports”
