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>> I think it would be difficult to exaggerate the nastiness of the regime.
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I have mentioned before that in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s my mother took in refugees from revolutionary Iran.
They were lovely people, and all types from everyday folk to academics. Some were very afraid and recounted horrors.
I recall some of them were visited by the local MP at the time and others by Govt officials and translators, including my mum, who spoke Arabic but not Farsi. Lots of notes were taken and sometimes they were whisked away in cars, usually one for them and one following always in the early hours and my brother and I would peak out of the curtains to watch.
Mum often got letters back thanking her for her hospitality.
She got no money for hosting the people save for a modest contribution from some charities to pay for food. I recall she was paid for her translation services and the notes had to be typed up and sent off.
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