Britain’s cultural voice and its sovereign borders, once the proud expressions of a seafaring island nation, now pass, in some measure, through the hands of Indians.

William Grice | May 2, 2026

Two years ago, I was hired by the British Council to teach English in Saigon, Vietnam.

Here was a royal-chartered body, a quango entwined with the Foreign Office, tasked with projecting Britain’s cultural soft power across the globe through education. I imagined crisp British voices, tidy classrooms, and eccentric linguistics boffins. Instead, from the very first email, I found myself corresponding with Indian staff at a shared services centre in Noida, whose replies were not always timely.

Today, the vast Indian conglomerate Tata helps run much of the British Council’s HR machinery. They are no doubt highly capable, yet one cannot suppress a pang. Britain’s soft power, that delicate instrument once wielded by Englishmen in linen suits, is now administered from the bustling city of Noida in Uttar Pradesh, northern India.

As I revealed in the EL Gazette, the British Council has quietly offshored more than 700 administrative roles in HR, finance, and IT, to its Noida shared services centre.

2010 appears to be a key year in this transition, marking the formal establishment of the shared services model prior to later transfer of functions to Tata Consultancy Services.

My own contract in Saigon proved short-lived. Family circumstances pulled me away soon after I reached the Far East, but the episode left a lingering disquiet.

I had sought to serve a truly British institution overseas. Instead, I had brushed against something stranger: the quiet eastward drift of the White Man’s administrative burden.

Noida lies a mere five-hour flight from Saigon, so while winding down my brief stint with the British Council, I began to probe. One image soon burned itself into my mind.

Beside the choking, horn-blaring frenzy of the Noida–Greater Noida Expressway stands the gleaming Advant Navis Business Park; a cool, sterile citadel of glass and steel rising like a mirage above the dust, noise, and teeming vitality of Uttar Pradesh.

Here, in climate-controlled cubicles, sit the Indian teams who now manage the British Council’s human resources, finances, and technology.

Not in London. Not even in Manchester. But here, in the pulsating heart of the subcontinent.

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