We have far too much in common with the world outside. From Birmingham Balti to Ragga to Hanif Kureishi and Salman Rushdie, the broader world - and particularly India, Pakistan and the West Indies (not to mention America and the Anglo-Saxon world) - is in our blood, in our national cuisine, and in our music, our culture and literature.
Who could tell you what the national dish of Portugal is, or name a famous Belgian? Who has relatives in Finland? Who reads Dutch literature? Who listens to Greek dance music? And who in this country really and truly wants to sign up for a United States of Europe? Not me.