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"Essential reading for anyone who wants to get beyond the flippant, homogenising headlines." - Literary Review
"With a keen sense of compassion and unwavering frankness, Katharine Quarmby breaks through rigid stereotypes and leads us into the communities that have remained for so long without a voice of their own." Oksana Marafioti, author of American Gypsy: A Memoir
"The eviction of gypsies from Dale Farm forms the focus of a fascinating look at the interplay across decades of anti-gypsy sentiment with issues of poverty, immigration, and countercultural groups as they influence local and national politics." Booklist
"Fuelled by righteous fury [and] whole-hearted... As an exposure of the modern troubles of these unique tight-knit communities of Travellers, it sets you travelling on the right road." Guardian
"An admirably measured and authoritative portrait of a diverse, isolated and often wilfully misunderstood minority
Wise, quietly incandescent [and] insightful." Telegraph
"Powerful... An important book by an impressive journalist." Observer
"Katharine Quarmby has gone where most journalists never dare to tread... Excellent." Traveller Times
"The story of the most persistent and socially acceptable form of racism in the country... Deserves to be given due prominence." Herald
"The great strength of this book lies in the access Quarmby had to those who stories she seeks to tell [and] most important is the human face the book gives to people often deprived of one... No Place to Call Home raises bigger issues about socially isolated and alienated groups everywhere." New Statesman
"No Place to Call Home is without doubt a masterpiece. Quarmby put the jigsaw together, and left out the lies and propaganda.... Frank and powerful." Jess Smith, Scottish Traveller and author of Jessie's Journey
"If you only know what My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding has told you, then what a strange view you must have of the Gypsy and Traveller community! Quarmby's book is the first serious account of who we really are, our history and endless struggles... An excellent book." Candy Sheridan, Irish Traveller and Vice Chair of the Gypsy Council
A journalist's occasionally overdone sociohistorical study of conflicts between the Gypsy community and settled communities in the U.K. Quarmby's involvement with British Gypsies and other traveling people began in 2006 when she covered one such group for the Economist. A Roma community at Dale Farm in Essex had caused a furor among members of the settled community. Gypsies owned the property, which, like so many other Roma-owned lands, was "undesirable" because it had been used as a waste site. But they did not have permission from the area's district council to use it as a caravan park. By 2011, the conflict made international headlines and ended with the eventual eviction of the encamped Romas. Quarmby's quest to understand the British Gypsies, Irish and New (non-Roma) Travelers took her to similar communities all around England and Scotland, where she learned about the devastating toll the centuries-old struggle has had on Gypsies and their families. Quarmby discovered that Romas were now turning to religion and, in particular, the Pentecostal Church, which she believes "will be the most likely source of political leadership in the coming years." The author's commitment to telling the story of a misunderstood and persecuted people is admirable, but for all its meticulous attention to detail, the book suffers in places from overquoting and going too deeply into the life histories of her many subjects. The result is an overwrought narrative that verges on ponderous. Quarmby's zeal is understandable, however. It is only recently that Gypsies, voiceless for centuries, have begun to access and/or create the platforms necessary to be heard. Informative but flawed treatment of a vast, intriguing topic.
Read an Excerpt
From chapter 1, ‘Chance of a Lifetime’:
He was waiting outside a station for me, an unassuming, quietly spoken man, wearing a trilby hat, which was his trademark. The fine April morning suited Essex, particularly this part of the Essex countryside, where the garden centres and the houses start to run out until you turn a corner on a dusty, hole-pocked road and find yourself in view of a Traveller site.
The man in the trilby was Grattan Puxon, who had been campaigning for Traveller sites for over forty years before this trip in 2006 to visit Dale Farm. From the outside, it had all the trappings of a place under siege the heavy gate made of scaffolding poles barred the way in, though a banner inscribed “Save Dale Farm” waved invitingly. Dale Farm, billed by the authorities and the media as the largest encampment of Gypsies and Travellers in Britain, sprawled over several acres and was home to about one thousand people. Some of the pitches had barbed wire running along their perimeters.
Grattan turned right onto the grandly named Camellia Drive and came to a cream-coloured chalet set in an immaculate pitch, which was decked out with flowers in pots. A low, red brick wall with statues of lions proudly sitting on the gateposts greeted you as you approached the home of Mary Ann McCarthy.
Mary Ann, a softly spoken grandmother of seven with dark, carefully set hair, welcomed us into her spotless chalet. Grattan and I sat down on her cream three-piece suite, covered in plastic to protect the fabric, and were offered cups of strong tea. In the kitchen, one of Mary Ann’s five daughters was hard at work, scrubbing out every single cupboard. Most people from the ‘settled community’ have heard that Traveller sites and homes are dirty places a pernicious myth. The chalet was tidy and clearly cherished, with alcoves built to show off statues of Jesus and the Virgin Mary, alongside Mary Ann's Crown Derby china and lovingly dusted wax flowers and fruit.
In 2004 she had taken the fateful decision to move to Dale Farm. “It was government guidance; they told us that Gypsies and Travellers should provide for themselves, so we did that. We bought the scrap-yard, one half of it was already passed for planning permission and our relations were living there.” Her five daughters and son-in-law lived on the site, and she had grandchildren dashing in and out of the chalet before and after school. She was learning how to read for the first time. She and her grandchildren would pore over the easy readers from school, learning together.
‘Dale Farm is the chance of a lifetime. We can get education, start to use computers and all. We won’t have the time to get education if we get moved from post to pillar again’, Mary Ann told us. ‘We want to live like human beings, not like rats.’ Dale Farm was the epitome of a settled, matronly, Traveller’s life. ‘We get smothered living in a house; we feel like we have been put in jail’ her chalet was the perfect home. But her wish, to be left alone to live with her family in a close-knit community, was not to be.