It is two years since a crowd of 10,000 people gathered on College Green in the name of challenging racism around the world, marched to the statue of Edward Colston, pulled it over and rolled it into the Floating Harbour.
Like most momentous events that shape our lives or our city, it both feels like that happened 20 years ago and two weeks ago.
On one hand, as someone who spent the 2010s listening to a lot of people, and writing a lot of words reporting on how Bristol was grappling with its challenging and often uncomfortable past, its difficult present and the dreams of a better future, I still can't believe June 7, 2020 happened. It still feels like last week. It is even now a bit jarring to walk in The Centre and pass the empty plinth where Colston stood for so long.
