There's a question I've never been able to answer easily. Where are you from. I know it sounds simple, but for many of us it isn't.Because when your family has crossed borders for four generations, the answer is no longer one place. It's a story. Mine begins with my great-grandfather.He left southern Italy before the First World War. His mother and daughter sent there, my grandmother, to England at the age of 11, just a child, to work. And my mother, she grew up between two languages, building a network of ...