Monthly Archives: August 2016
Feeding time
Notting Hill Carnival Parade
Notthing Hill Carnival is an annual event that has taken place since 1966 on the streets of Notting Hill each August over two days (the August bank holiday Monday and the preceding Sunday). It is led by members of the British West Indian community, and attracts around one million people annually. And Hasi, her hubby, their friends and I were among those million people dancing and celebrating. I learnt how to twerk. Not a skill I will need anytime soon.
Big thank you to all the police officers, ambulance people, volunteers and helping souls for taking so good care of us. You did an amazing job.
Most of the neighbours contributed by selling food, giving sweets and drinks to the caring souls to ensure they didn’t suffer too much while watching out for us. Amzing. Thank you.
Sunday at the Notting Hill Carnival
Had a lovely time at the Children’s Day of the Notting Hill Carnival.
Held in August the Notting Hill Carnival is Europe’s biggest street party.
The Notting Hill Carnival is the largest street festival in Europe and originated in 1964 as a way for Afro-Caribbean communities to celebrate their own cultures and traditions. Taking place every August Bank Holiday weekend in the streets of London W11, the Notting Hill Carnival is an amazing array of sounds, colourful sights and social solidarity
At the roots of the Notting Hill Carnival are the Caribbean carnivals of the early 19th century – a particularly strong tradition in Trinidad – which were all about celebrating the abolition of slavery and the slave trade. The very first carnival was an attempt to showcase the steel band musicians who played in the Earls Court of London every Weekend. When the bands paraded through the streets of Notting Hill, they drew black residents out on to the streets, reminding them of the Caribbean homes they had left behind.
Sunny Saturday in London
Out and about in East London
In da hood
Genious
Loving the evening light over Royal Oak
Hi, it’s the L-Hasi. Almost two months ago I and Mr L-Hasi moved out of our basement flat and into a third floor flat 50 meters further along the road. The back of the new building faces Royal Oak station and I love the views from our staircase. They’ve got something very metrolpolitan about them. Very urbanly. And as a typography nut I really like the big numbers on the track.