"Where are you from?" I get asked this all the time. I usually say "Huddersfield” or “West Yorkshire" or something along those lines.Then the question "Where are you really from?"I say "I was born in England" and then there’s a look of bemusement.I ask "Do you mean what is my ethnic origin?""Ah yes Doctor. That's... Continue Reading →

An important read to understand how others had to fight for the things we take for granted – I’m often shocked when I read of the open racism and violence previous generations faced as they navigated life in this country. This is the story of the fight back.

"What is the right amount of exotic? And at what point does does who we are stop being marketable?"- One secondary school teacher's story about Fearne Cotton, cultural appropriation, and how to speak up and use these conversations as a tool for better understanding.

On a typical day, he would be sorting out problems of at least half a dozen people if not more. He was a tireless organiser with a wise demeanour and always tuned-in to the needs of others. He truly belonged to the people

These ayahs were multi-dimensional, adventurous, loving, (sometimes murderess) women, that are a crucial fabric of British history. Why have they been forgotten? My project seeks to remedy that.

When I returned to my grandfather’s book of memoirs this year, it transformed the connection I have with my roots. My brothers and I, sitting at the foot of my grandfather’s bed, used to listen to his stories..

I am a bald South Asian woman. Yes, we exist, but I do not blame you for not knowing that. We are unseen and rendered invisible.

Brown on the outside White on the inside Sarsee Akal! Said the Coconut Girl.