On the coast of Africa, in a place where the grass hits your feet like emeralds waiting to be touched and the sun blinds you with its light, hypnotising you into a deep sleep, suffocating you with its heat. There in the depths of the tropics laid a Lioness and her one cub.
“Wow….your hair is tough.” Those words ran through me sharply. Those words spilled out of my cousin’s mouth as her hand unwelcomely touched my hair, neatly braided in two French braids touched with a finesse of London rain. Her hair, resembles a Rastafarian Rapunzel, long, dreds, sleek, beautiful and black. Yet it baffled her why I would not want to do anything with my hair……but just keep it natural. No Braids. No Weave. […]
The world is on edge in so many ways at the moment. Which unless you have been in hibernation or someone who is living on cloud 9, it is hard not to escape the tension. It is not surprising that the Rio Olympics seems a little down played in comparison to the London Olympics. I mean this is the time when we should all be coming together and enjoying the world’s best athletes compete against […]
I recently performed a rehearsed reading for an excellent writer; *Alice Baker, who I have worked with previously many years ago. Alice is an excellent writer with tremendous talent and insight. I believe she is a writer at the forefront of British contemporary drama. She is a modest writer so would never admit her brilliance, but the most talented people are also the most humble! Anyway after the performance reading, we offloaded what […]