YOu know the tune of the song: 'I'm on my way, from misery to happiness today, uh ha, uh ha, uh ha, uh ha....
I was in the Jobcentre today.
This guy sauntered in, sat next to me, and started singing (quite loudly),
"14 more days till we send the English ho-o-ome to stay, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh" 
Not only did they not say anything (though another guy was sent out for having a can of juice) one of the bloody security guys stared having a loud chat with him about how great Wee Eck was and 2 bloody managers came over and all joined in and had a jolly blether.
Great. Send me home.
It would be better than living in this shitey atmosphere.
But then, being anti English doestn count as 'real' racism, does it?
It's just a laugh (and they deserve it, after all. Culloden and a' that).