If you’re exhausted by the mere thought of climbing a mountain, grab a cup of tea, sit down (preferably under a cosy blanket), and have a read about some phenomenal women who were doing it in the nineteenth-century.
Over four days in 1848, William and Ellen Craft fled Georgia for freedom in Pennsylvania. A couple of years later they made their way to England, settling in London and also lecturing all over the UK, sharing and eventually publishing their incredible account. Here is just some of their story.
Recounting the story of one Britain’s most famous composers of the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Samuel Coleridge-Taylor was a Croydon local, who went on to study at the Royal College of Music, visited the White House, and conducted his pieces to huge audiences at the Royal Albert Hall.
It was only today that I learned of the existence of Olive Morris. A campaigner and activist, a radical Black feminist, an inspiring young woman, who fought for racial and social equality in South London in the 1960s and ’70s.
Today would have been her 68th birthday.
This is a very special blog post to me. In March, I qualified as a Blue Badge tour guide, and I am proud to be following in my Grandma’s footsteps. She has been a Blue Badge Guide since 1972! I decided to use all my extra lockdown time to interview her and hear some of her guiding stories.
London is full of fascinating people and great stories. Today we’ll be following in the footsteps of 17th century Londoner, Samuel Pepys.
Back in November I wrote a blog post from the point of view of my, at the time, seven month old second cousin. Now, in Austria and Germany, we’re sharing our holiday with some long time family friends. Their seven year old daughter is my adopted sister, my partner in crime and my BBFF (best best friend forever).
I recently spent a few weeks with family in Brisbane. I had a great time, caught up with my geographically-distant relatives, and got to meet my new second cousin. While I fell in love with her immediately, I kind of wondered what her first impressions were of me…