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He's the fucker who wanted to blow up my block.Scoop! New building on the site of Olive Morris House to be named after Darcus Howe
He's the fucker who wanted to blow up my block.Scoop! New building on the site of Olive Morris House to be named after Darcus Howe
Any context to this request?
He's the fucker who wanted to blow up my block.
Scoop! New building on the site of Olive Morris House to be named after Darcus Howe
Official looking bloke on my drive painting my wall, which is not highway facing. Messily covering up graffiti using black spray paint on a not black wall. Guessing firm is a council sub contractor. Hoping someone recognises the logo?Any context to this request?
Please sign this petition - these people do a good job feeding the poor on my estate Petition launched to save Brixton’s Southwyck Pantry community food hub
As I understand it, her family didn't want her name to be associated with private sale flats. Which makes sense.I wonder why not Olive Morris. There is a talk about her during this year's Black History Month
How Olive Morris Fought for Black Women’s Rights in Britain
Overlooked No More: How Olive Morris Fought for Black Women's Rights in Britain. In the 27 years, she was alive, Morris raised awareness of inequalitieswww.blackhistorymonth.org.uk
Lambeth would have some cheek to use her name as a brand after some of their recent housing decisions.As I understand it, her family didn't want her name to be associated with private sale flats. Which makes sense.
Presumably Darcus Howe Court will be the social housing part.Scoop! New building on the site of Olive Morris House to be named after Darcus Howe
I’m one of his neighbours and he’s definitely one of the old school characters still left in Brixton. His frontage is a mess, his bicycle repair skills are questionable, he leaves metal crap all over the road and his clutch control means you can hear him coming or going from quite a distance but what a man. Hope he stays foreverSam's house is hard to miss.
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Seems like a strange thing to do. And a sad fate for lots of bikes to rust away to nothing. What a waste. Despite my misgivings, his reputation persuaded me to ask him to remove the bottom bracket from my frame. He couldn't do it.
I suspect even Lambeth Council realise that naming a block of mainly private housing after Olive Morris would deservedly invite ridicule.I wonder why not Olive Morris. There is a talk about her during this year's Black History Month
How Olive Morris Fought for Black Women’s Rights in Britain
Overlooked No More: How Olive Morris Fought for Black Women's Rights in Britain. In the 27 years, she was alive, Morris raised awareness of inequalitieswww.blackhistorymonth.org.uk
I suspect even Lambeth Council realise that naming a block of mainly private housing after Olive Morris would deservedly invite ridicule.
...upcoming at the Barbican
an evening dedicated to local legend
’Sam the Wheels’.....
Sam the Wheels, Witness and Filmmaker (12A*) | Barbican
A special evening celebrating the work of archivist and filmmaker Clovis Salmon, aka Sam ‘The Wheels‘.www.barbican.org.uk
And that's not including any of the lighting built into the paving...
I saw it not long ago.A Brixton Tale, a film that could define how the world sees Brixton for years to come, goes on general release on 17 September.
Its launch screening will be at the Ritzy on Windrush Square with directors Darragh Carey and Bertrand Desrochers, writer Rupert Baynham, and lead actor Ola Orebiyi there to take part in a Q & A
The film was shot around Southwyck House – the Barrier Block – and the Moorlands estate.
The film-makers met at the London Film School and decided to produce Rupert’s graduation script.
That whole area in front of the archives is pretty depressing. As is the small park at back of St mathews church which seems to be the place where you can leave the whatever drug shit around you fucking want.A group of dealers has moved into the dark space in front of the cultural archives. It's pitch black there...I wonder if the dealers have broken the lights? Lots of users in the doorways of people's flats in Rushcroft Road and on the Cherry Groce memorial and...well everywhere really. Sometimes there's so much strong weed being smoked that I wonder if I'd fail a drugs test. I really, really hate the stink these days. I am trying to cultivate a reputation for hostility so that I get left alone. I used to be nice, but I've had enough. Adding up the nasty things that have happened in the last 8 or 9 years in central Brixton is a bit depressing. Robbed twice, assaulted three times (all very minor, but upsetting), run over once, threatened countless times. At least nobody's pulled a knife on me. I'm sure my experiences would have been a thousand times worse if I was a teenager or a woman in her twenties. Grumpy old white men have it easy. It's a good thing nobody has hurt the cat...I'd probably do something regrettable.
That area is fucking horrible at the moment. Had to stop taking my son to the swings and slide there. Lots of smoking heroin, from one conversation I've had. Also on the doorsteps of the surrounding houses. I don't remember it being so prevalent and blatant since the early noughties. Thankfully less (hardly any) syringes.That whole area in front of the archives is pretty depressing. As is the small park at back of St mathews church which seems to be the place where you can leave the whatever drug shit around you fucking want.