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No one white ever recommends an Asian garage. There seems to me a general perception that “they look after their own” and charge their nephews and cousins half the price compared with some random white guy off the street. Well, even if that’s true it’s understandable. If I was a mechanic I’d charge less to people I know. (I’m not a mechanic, by the way! Damn, that narrows it down, doesn’t it?)

But it did strike me today that if I was Asian and went to Rav’s Autos I might feel the same sense of mixed familiarity and relief as a white Brit might feel upon finding Dave the Ford mechanic in deepest rural France where every other car’s a Renault.