Patsy, where my late Mum lived, in Battersea right on the edge of Chelsea, nice area,) the Spar shop over the road was managed by a lovely bloke who was Arab Muslim. His wife was a GP and I guess you’d call them upper middle class. Kids (who I never met but Mum used to send them sweets and small gifts) went to private school, not a “faith" school. He was really kind to my Mum, used to carry her shopping over or get one of the staff to, so she could buy heavy stuff like spuds, took her to a local nursery in his car to buy sacks of compost - this is around 15 years ago now before Amazon delivered everything. They stayed in the UK for about three years then went back because his wife was abused in the streets and called “terrorist” She did wear a headscarf and loose clothing but didn’t veil, as I said worked as a GP in the NHS. Very sad.