Let's Start Somewhere

  Them, me, you, us. By Moyin Ekundayo This article/ rant is very late, and in reading, you find it very clear when bits of it are written. I was trying to navigate certain subjects regarding representation in politics and policies. I hope I made myself clear and you do not get bored.  Alright, I would like to start by saying I am usually a man of my word; this is because, following recent political upheaval, I adamantly proclaimed that "I will no longer be talking about politics, only things that are funny and matter", but here I am again talking about politics. -   This statement was made in a bar in a slightly drunken state.  Many of you who know me know how sincere this following section is; I would like to congratulate Rishi Sunak on being the current Prime Minster and the first Prime Minister of Colour in this country. It is an achievement that should be celebrated as a landmark achievement. Now yes, congratulation is late, but in my defence, I did say I was no...

By Lucy Ward Moving to West Sussex was something of a shock since I had forgotten what life was like outside of the city after living and working in London for more than ten years. Not only because of the change in environment but also because of the lack of diversity. The children went from a very mixed cultural and ethnic school and nursery to predominantly white institutions.  It was very apparent from very early on that this new area and some of its residents were a world apart from our lives in London and I began to understand why many black Londoners are reluctant to relocate to areas where there is not an Afro-Caribbean supermarket nearby. From our Trump-supporting neighbor who shared her disgust of London as I quote, “it is full of blacks” to the child who told my child that she couldn’t join their game because she was “the black kid”. I felt angry that life had forced me to leave Lewisham and that I had brought my children to a place that was so unaccepting of them. I...