Pub Politics: Remembrance Sunday, Brexit and the Desire for Peace

Perched on a stool in what appears to be a quintessential English pub, the Churchill Arms – but upon closer inspection is adorned with antiquated objects mixed with Irish signs, flags and other references to Irish culture – I engaged in the Brexit debate, on the eve of Remembrance Sunday. Communicating my personal truths, calmly, … More Pub Politics: Remembrance Sunday, Brexit and the Desire for Peace

Afro Beat

Watch him bounce alone on his dreary isle – nothing but the crescendo of flowing traffic for rhythm, defining his space. Those cocker spaniel eyes and that gleeful smile – his old lips stretched like a thin elastic band, hooked upon his overgrown ears. Childish knee bends and manic head wiggles, clasping his wheelie street-cleaner-bin … More Afro Beat

London Moments: O, Valiant Knight of Bethnal Green!

The October night bites. The darkness is set to swallow me whole – and I don’t resist. Bundled up beneath my impossibly thick winter scarf, the shadows offer sanctuary as I slope away from strip lighting and square screens. It’s been a long day, but I’m satisfied. My feet take me towards Farringdon train station, and … More London Moments: O, Valiant Knight of Bethnal Green!