BEFORE Christmas I visited the festive German market in Leeds. I bought something to eat from a stall and asked the assistant whereabouts in Germany she was from.

I discovered that she and her colleague were from Romania.

At another stall I purchased a mulled wine and I was served by a woman from Hungary. As I stood sipping my drink I observed a white van pull up on the road alongside the market.

The van advertised a Leeds frozen food company and the two employees started delivering to stalls.

My observations suggest that there wasn’t anything authentically German about the market.

Dale Edwards, Newborough Street, Bootham, York.