I really do like this:
I think big ideas are overrated. My family have been chased all over the world by people with big ideas. We’ve fought in their wars, starved in their prison camps, died in their gas chambers, fled their conquering armies, sewn on their yellow stars and surrendered our property to their armed guards.
Now we live in places such as Pinner, Hendon and Finchley. Sometimes we pootle down to the shops, sometimes we don’t. One of us was unjustly awarded a parking ticket once. The garden could do with a mow. The suburbs are quiet and we are at peace. Give me the Citizen’s Charter and the Cones Hotline and you can keep your big ideas.
Simply two excellent paragraphs.