“What does it even mean to be British? That you have to be totally Anglo-Saxon? Or Norman?” Four women talking in a city centre bar on Saturday evening. As I reached for cash and stretched for drinks, I heard some more. “I said to dad, you need to stop reading the Daily Mail. But he won’t change. Their whole generation is the same, it’s just where they’re at.” I scooped up and walked away, thinking about identity. As of five years ago, the 2011 census found that 89 per cent of the north’s population – about 1.6 million - was bor[...]