Im not sure what it is but I always feel a bit "so what" when I read British gangster stuff... It doesn't hold my attention. Now, my Dad stays in liverpool and one day he took me round all the beatles attractions,, strawberry fields, penny lane, mccartney/lennons house etc-we also drove through a place that had "Somali Land" spray painted over the walls as you drove in, right next to big mansions surprisingly (he regretted taking me there). Not one white face anywhere and we got blocked in by 2 cars, checked out, then 'permitted' to leave-Liverpool and every other city ain't the nice mixing pot our politicians think...