When I first moved from West Derby to Aigburth in 2011, I arrived just in time for my first ever Africa Oyé festival.
At the time, I lived close enough to Sefton Park to be able to hear the thumping music from my bedroom, and the spectacular sounds only got louder as my family eagerly headed down, fresh in the neighbourhood, to sample the festival.
I can still remember the vibrancy of it all- the music was energetic and like nothing I had ever seen before. People had come from far and wide to dance the weekend away, setting up camping chairs and even flags from various countries.
