My first memory is getting told off at school. I was small. My dad was in the air force and I went to school on the base. We once had to draw a giant, as a class. Everyone went out to play, but I stayed behind and painted the giant’s feet green. I got told off, but I just knew they had to be green.
I’m from Brixton, proper Brixton, not trendy Brixton or gentrified Brixton. I love Brixton, even though a lot of my community is being kicked out. But I always wanted to get out of there, too. I wanted to see and do other things.
