It’s the night before the start of the 5th Pan African Congress. Ade is working in Mr Kronnen’s cafe. The excitement is catching. Listen to how she tells it.
Ali Ashiq is a legend in Kurdistan. His story is retold both as a celebration and a warning about true love. I heard the tale of his life many times in many different ways and each telling moved me. As Ali got older the Kurdish Government built him a house outside of Soran close toContinue reading “Ali Ashiq (Ali the Lover)”
75 years ago, the 5th Pan African Congress started in Manchester at Chorlton Town Hall. Lasting 5 days it called loud and hard for freedom of colonised nations. It is said it was the most important congress because it was the precursor for independence for colonised countries. In A House With No Angels, Ade wasContinue reading “Anniversary of the 5th Pan African Congress”
So there’s a new edition of AHWNA on Kindle. Different cover, slightly different content. The cover is a painting by Richard Rampersad in Trinidad, check out his work at http://www.rampersadart.com/portfolio.html
Yesterday, I changed my profile picture on Facebook to one of me at my book launch. I look happy and proud. And on one level I am. This book is an achievement. The launch was a dream come true. And yet I’ve been unable to write about it until now. Each time I’ve been askedContinue reading “More Than A Book Launch”
I’m pleased to have an interview in the 2019 magazine. A chance for me to talk about A House With No Angels and what influenced me. It can be found at:
Tuesday, 15 May, 2019 Today is book launch day for A House With No Angels! Chuck Gallery, Plymouth Grove, Manchester 6:30 – 10:00 pm An evening of everything that is good in life – music, food, wine, literature and dance.
http://www.movingworlds.net/volumes/12/asylum-accounts/ I have a short story published in this journal. But don’t just buy it for that! It’s an amazing journal with a mixture of papers and creative output.
Well, I did. Back on 5 August. It was an awesome feeling. Just before I became depressed. It was the strangest feeling. I should have been doing cartwheels. And I think somewhere inside I was. But I certainly am now. It’s viva time. Very soon.
The opening chapters in my novel and an introduction to the characters. Synopsis Ade arrived in Manchester when she was 17, in 1945 with James, who she had met in her father’s compound in Nigeria. James was the white man who sometimes drove her father to his work with the foreign office. Ade was aContinue reading “A House with No Angels”