Free lunch - just be nice

There was a BIG fire the other day in London.

I was sat in the office and as I gazed in that 'day dreaming' sort of way over my right shoulder and out of the window... instead of my normal sight of the canary wharf tall skyline... I saw a strong, big, black cloud spiralling over the big tower.

My first thought was 'Oh Fuck'.

My second thought was 'Tell someone'.

So I ran to the studio next door, who has no windows facing the fire and grabbed Jacopo, the resident Italian photographer.

He came rushing to look and also said 'Oh fuck'.

He ran and got his camera.


He took some pictures, uploaded them, and guess what, 'Reuters', loved it so much they offered money there and then for the pictures.

This in a 1hr time frame.

So he's been promising me a drink for drawing his attention to it.

Then today - he calls me into the office and gives me a big hug and say's 'Guess what'.

'Reuters rang me up and booked me to take pictures at a reuters conference'.

It was a big job, which he done yesterday and was showing me his amazing conference pictures today on his computer.

Isn't it funny how 1 small thing leads on to other bigger things?

Anyway - he's so delighted he's buying me lunch.
Good shit.

The City of London

Today I was in the Kensington / Chelsea area looking at a venue for my next event.

I haven't been around that area 'properly' in years.
I was quite surprised.
No, scratch that.. I was REALLY surprised at how affluent and lovely it is.

It's the type of area you'd like to live in but know, you probably never will.

The cars were all easily £50k +, the woman looked liked they all had had surgery and sported the famous san tropez tans, they sported REAL designer handbags, the shops were high class, coffeeshops and eateries were everywhere and people were spending money in these expensive shops like we aren't about to go into a recession... I think we are by the way.... it's just around the corner, i can smell it in the air.

It was just an amazing difference to what i see on the streets of Lewisham.
People QUEUEING to shop in Primark and by £1 underwear.

The streets of Chelsea were clean. As in litter free. No mcdonalds litter or chewing gum staining the pavements. Just clean.

The shop fronts were unobtrusive and there was not a sniff of a spray can or any sign of graffiti anywhere.

I felt like i had landed on another continent.
Yet this was London.

As I got on the bus to head south (I thought i'd travel overland today rather than on the underground, so glad I did) - I started to feel a little bit depressed... that doesn't happen to often with me....

But as i passed big ben and the houses of parliament and went over the bridge and shuttled along the congested roads towards elephant and castle I felt myself sliding down the seat... slightly embarressed if i'm honest.

The streets became littered, people looked poor, ill even, the high class shops turned into fast food chicken shops, closed down businesses were bordered up, window displays were covered by window posters.

I started to feel like i live in the ghetto.
I don't.
But that's the overwhelming feeling I got.

I felt a rot in my stomach.

Sometimes lifting our heads over the parapit can be enlightening - but it can also be a bit depressing when you see how the other half live.

I know i should be greatful for all that i have and all that i am... but sometimes...

I just wish....

Dear Lorna

Hi honey,

I know you read this blog.
So here goes.

I MISS YOU!

Like THISSSSSSS MUUUUCCCCCH!

You know how 2 days before you left, it hit you that you were 'actually' leaving even though you knew for months you would be?

Well my moment has hit me too.

I keep going to my phone to text you an update you on the latest developments.. Or i go to call you for a quick chat.... And I can't.

That's mightly sad, I have to tell ya.

We all take friendship for granted sometimes I think and we don't always know what we have till it's gone.

Miss you loads babe.
I wish you well, you know that, but I wish you were here.
Honestly.

I wish I could've lied and told you all the worst case scenario's about going to live abroad.

But then i'd just be a terrible friend.

So i'm gonna pop a cork now, and blub some more at the TV.

Talk to you soon, hopefully x

Are all vandals this thick?

As I left Tesco's today - I saw a car that was parked up and it had a parking ticket on it.
Generally, you can stay for 2 or 3 hours in the supermarket car park and then they ticket you.

Someone... had then vandalised the front of the car by scratching the following into the owners bonnet. They obviously thought they were clever in doing this.
However, their spelling let them down just a little...

"YOUR SCUM"

Apostrophe anyone?

All I can say is if you TRY to be clever.. then at least BE CLEVER.. not a dumb ass!
Also, how about doing vandalism somewhere where there isn't constant CCTV in action.

Talk about dumb and dumber.

I nearly took a picture of it but got scared and thought someone would think I had done it.

London Photographer I met today

I'm not sure if i'm buzzing off the course I attended this morning...
Or if their coffee they provided was stonkingly good...
Perhaps its a little of both.

However, i'm racing in 5th gear at the moment.. totally excited, inspired, buuzzzinnnnggggggg..

I'll write more on the course later... Women in Business.. trust me..Inspiring

However, 1 woman I met - I have now dubbed her as my favouritest favourite photographer...
Like ever...

Ok, well maybe for now :-)

There's something simplistic yet beautiful about how she captures her photos.
The was something special about her too.
She had amazing natural yet contained energy.

Her name is Laura Mtungwazi and her photography can be found here:
http://www.lkmphotography.com

Our office

My new desk.
Note the important features:

1 x Laptop
1 x Litre of innocence smoothie drink
1 x Bottle of water
1 x Michael Jordan picture to be put up
1 x mobile phone charger
1 x back pack.

What more does a girl need?





AVIT Clothing

Hannah's end... You can tell she works in fashion!














The lenth of the office....


We have some sorting out to do still....

We'll get there :-)

Karma, Gym, pics - weekend update

Friday Day:

The day could not have started any better: I got a bank payment from Lloyds for my reclaimed bank charges. Just under £1500.00 – It took 6 months, a court date.. but I hung in there!!
Time to book that well needed holiday me thinks :)
Previous blog on this here>>

GOOD DEED OF THE DAY – NUMERO UNO

As I was driving to my mate’s house... I drove past a women with 3 dogs. 1 of them was lying in the shade… Like he had collapsed from the heat (it was hot on friday). I thought about my sis and her 3 dogs and knew I had to stop and help. I was already thinking I have 12 bottles of water in the boot – I can give her those for the dog. As I stopped to stare at this lady and her dogs the traffic started to build up behind me… and they started tooting at me to move on. So I whizzed around the corner and parked up… Ran down the road to see if she was ok.

She was fine.

The dog was a lazy bugger who just liked to have random lay downs the owner told me.

Anyway, she was delighted to have me run up and offer her water for the 3 dogs. She accepted. So I went to give her some bottles of water and realised that I was stood right outside of my friend’s house. So I went in and asked him for a bowl of water for the dogs. Thanks fully he said yes!Good deed done.. Ended up playing with dogs for about 10/15 mins.They were totally cute.

This dog made me pull over!

FRIDAY night:

I went to buy a bottle of Baileys in Tesco’s. Not sure what I had on my mind… But I turned onto a new aisle, and this woman nearly walked into me…I nearly screamed out loud! (thank the lord I screamed internally) – it was a woman in a BURKA. The only thing on view was her eyes. Which were behind glasses. The type of glasses that magnifies your eye’s, like 5 times bigger than they are.

So picture this: A TALL woman, completely covered head to toe in black, with magnified eyes, nearly colliding with me, whilst my head was already in cloud cuckoo land.
Properly freaked!

I can deal with the hijab – where the whole face is on show… But the Burka, wow! That's fierce!
Kinda understand the uproar it caused in france and teaching kids wearing it!
If it scared me....

It genuinely freaked me out. But I think it was more the big eyes. Big eyes in or out of a burka are fucking weird! I proceeded to walk around the store saying inside my head ‘what the fuck? What the fuck?’

SATURDAY MORNING

GYM UPDATE: Running wk 4 – Day 3

So here’s what I did today:
Run 3mins, Walk 3 mins
Run 4 mins, walk 4 mins
Run 3mins, Walk 3 mins
Run 3mins, Walk 3 mins

Covered 3k today – woohoo!
I done 31mins on the tread mill.
Done loads of push ups and sit ups today!

GOOD DEED OF THE DAY – YEP ANOTHER ONE.. KARMA HOOK ME UP ALREADY

After leaving the gym and passing my local fire station I was nabbed by a black fireman.I noticed there was a lot of black Staff about and no fire engines. There was a black DJ, Black nurses and black doctors all onsite.

It was a massive recruitment drive to get more black people to donate and get on the register for the Anthony Nolan trust. There are not enough black people on the bone marrow register and it being on it could help so many black people with leukaemia – so I thought sod it Rem, take 30 mins out of your day and do it!

So I did.

Fact: if you are white and have leukaemia there is a massive register and a 1 in 3 chance of finding a donor.

If you are black however, there is a 1 in 100,000 chance of finding a donor.
They be some sucky statistics.
So I gave a sample of blood and added myself to the register.

Knowing my luck – I’ll get called up straight away!
http://www.anthonynolan.org.uk/

SATURDAY AFTERNOON

An impromptu picnic, wine drinking and hanging out in Greenwich park…
What a glorious day it was. I hung out with some of the bball girls and our 2 coaches.

Sunbathed and took lots of pics, had a good laugh and catched up with the guys.
The weather was amazingly hot.
Drank too much wine!







< Me being creative

SATURDAY NIGHT


There was a gathering at my mate Jimbob’s house (on the left).

Old school mates congregating.
Drinking, smoking and playing poker.

I’m officially an old woman!

After eating a kebab and chips (you know it’s a must have after boozing all day)..

I think I fell asleep about 11.45pm on jimbob’s sofa.

I’m rubbish and I know it.




< Colin fell asleep before me teehee...





SUNDAY MORNING
Popped around to see my mum real quick this morning.
Kelly popped around to fix the leak on my radiator this morning.
Lovely to see him as always. Forgot to ask him to try and open my stuck kitchen drawer thought. Doh!

Went for a quick run today…

GYM UPDATE:
Warm up:
Ran 5 mins, Walk 3 mins, Sprint 1 min.
Covered 1k

Did 11mins on the machine.

I was supposed to do a timed mile today… could not be arsed.

Got on the bike and cycled for 10mins,
Got on the cross trainer and did 10 mins.
Push ups… Sit ups.

SUNDAY AFTERNOON

Met Richard for Lunch in Greenwich.
Ate a delicious roastie at the North pole.
Drank some pimms… yum.

Went to the Novotel and watched a Jazz act.
Was all very serene and civilised this avo!

SUNDAY EVENING

Went and saw my mate Ian in the Greenwich market. I nearly brought a picture for £120 off his mate… for my front room. Bottled it! That’s the equivalent of a short flight somewhere!




Took some pics of the burnt down cutty sark :-(







I met Lorna for a drink or two at the Trafalgar tavern.
We sat along the river front, drinking pimms by the jug (it’s the only way), discussing men and people watching. Man, we do that so well. Lol.



We’ve established: Size does matter!
If you’re short… No way Jose. Jog along.
A wee man is not a good look…. Unless of course you are wee yourself.
I however am not wee.



It’s really nice to have a girlfriend - who isn’t mental…
And whom I don’t have to phone, like everyday…
to validate a friendship.

They are few and hard to find!

Just went to the shops AND.....

2 things -

FIRSTLY... why did it rain the VERY second I stepped out of the door.
And stop the second I got back in?

We are talking a 3 min window here - it hasn't rained ALL DAY!

SECONDLY... (Brace yourselves)

Ummm.....

When did it become acceptable to help your 2/3year old child, on a public high street, take a shit?

Let’s be clear…. Not a pee (that perhaps the poor little lad just desperately could not hold in).

But actually hold your child whilst he POO’S on the pavement.
I actually saw the faeces slip like a smooth milkshake out of his bottom.

Then his parent pulled his pants up.
Walked off and left a steaming pile of shit for all and sundry to see, SMELL, slip in or have to watch some dog lick.

Are you frigging kidding me?

The Cutty Sark Fire - Devastating

Just for the record this SUCKS ass!

Whoever did this deserves their very own, personalised and pointy ship's mast shoved right up their crack for this.

As a child, we went on school trips every year to see this ship.

If i'm truthful - I didn't quite dig it as a child. I had no interest in it at all at the time.

But when it's something that you see (atleast once or twice a month) - and it get's taken away from you...
It kinda bruises the heart a little.

I'm beginning to see why people like history.

It was 138years old.

It was a powerful and dominating figure on the Greenwich landscape.
I can't believe that mindless thugs - left it looking like this.
It's beyond sad really.

How she used to look:

Fortunately the ship's rigging, seen here in 2005, along with much of the decking, had been removed to allow restoration work to take place on the hull. A forensic investigation has already begun, with police treating the incident as suspicious.

Pics are taken from:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/gallery/2007/may/21/1?picture=329885920
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/6675593.stm

Londoners Stop Whinging... Please.

Why do people always get so pissed off in stores because they have to queue for like..
Oh I don't know... say SIX minutes to get to a cashier?

Then they look at you (in the queue in front of them) - like you're supposed to agree with them at the inconvenience it is to their life. Err... How about fuck off, you sad miserable whining twat.

I mean seriously, are there not worse things in life to get stressed about and raise your blood pressure for?

Is SIX minutes REALLY that long?
Go on... Think about it.

They normally are: Grumpy old men / Grumpy (normally fat) women (cos their ankles hurt from all the weight they are carrying) / Or people in their 20's who are just discovering themselves and think it's cool to speak loudly in public - All huffing and puffing because they have to queue to pay for their goods.

Grumble grumble.. why have they only got one till open? Grumble grumble grumble.

Like there should be a cashier that magically appears, at the precise moment that they are ready to pay.

The above is also applicable for people waiting for buses, trains or for a waiter to come serve them.

How about one portion of Shut the hell up?

Saturday - BBQ at Mike Mum's 50th

Mike and His Ma..
She looks great for 50.
Bless her... It was a great party.
Superb food!














Me, Mike and Laura.
(Bball crew)

Me and Mike

Eric

Friday night - Brown Sugar Bar

I'm proper photo happy at the moment

This is my friend Larry Jazz... Mixing it up @ Brown Sugar on Friday night. I love his tunes!

He's a bballer - veteran stylee hehe x

Trying out my black and white shots...
Just cos.

Dogs are not fucking accessories

I have to say nothing pisses me off more these days than seeing young black boys bopping around with dogs as accessories… Correction: Add to that chavs and thugs as well.
They seem to think it makes them look cool and tough in front of their mates.

No, in actual fact it makes you look like a fucking dick (I sometimes want to say to them).

Is this just a Lewisham Syndrome I wonder?

Just group after group of young men with dogs I see day after day – like they are at some ghetto version of the crufts dog show, showcasing their wonder.
They even take the dogs into smoky pubs :-(.

The only exercise these poor dogs get – is after school when these eejits return home and decide to walk their pet to the local KFC to hang outside it, with more eejits with dogs.

It really annoys the hell out of me. And they know by my face that I actually hate them all.

THEY ARE KIDS WITH DOGS!

They can't even look after themselves properly.
Dogs feel thing, have emotions, need to be trained, need to be looked after and need to be loved and I know they are not getting this.

One 'Youf' told me not to stroke his beautiful puppy pitbull dog because he wanted her to be tough and he didn't want people to touch her as it'd make her soft.

What a cock.

Sometimes I really wish that dogs were not so loyal.
I wish they were able to run away from their knob head owners… but they never would.
Even abused dogs go back to the same owners that hurt them and it’s just so sad.

I sincerely get upset by it.

I wouldn’t hesitate for a second to report someone if I knew an animal was being abused!
But this whole craze of rappers and celebrities on TV – sporting their dogs, ‘Pitbulls’ and ‘Staffs’ only adds fuel to the fire. It makes the numbskulls think ‘if I get a dog like that I’ll look really cool, I can be a gangster’.

But dogs are not toys.

Furthermore, who the fuck is selling these dogs to these little chavs?

I can’t wait for this ridiculous phase/craze to be over with.
Bring back the bottle tops on shoes, or the really cool high top sneakers that are a must have or even bring back the stupid hats (with tags still on) craze…

But please can we move on from this ‘dogs are accessories phase’… It sucks, royally.

The London Aquarium visit.. Tres Bon.

Me and my friend Jitka went to the London Aquarium over the weekend...
As I'd never been there before.. I was like a proper kid... in a candy store for the first time.

It was really beautiful. Peaceful. Serene. Refreshing and engaging.
And it was a great place to be on a wet and windy day outside in London.

We were lucky enough to be there at the Sharks feeding time.. It was all very exciting I must confess. I was glad to see i had overcome my 'Jaws' inflicted bad thoughts of sharks. The Tiger sharks are really pretty.

They had: Sharks, Octopus, Jellyfish, Seahorses, Clownfish, Piranhas, Rays and lots of little Nemo lookalike fish :-)
Here are some of my fave pics... And video.. If i can get it to work :-)

Enjoy x

Smile for the camera...

Aww.. Starfish

Straight out of Starwars...

Gobble gobble

Flat fish - thin as paper..
Look closely you can see all it's insides...

Aww.. Fishies... Lots and lots of fishies

Seahorses are cool!

That is actually a fact!

Tiger Shark on the right.. 'Aving a kip

I Love Lewisham (Sniff the sarcasm)

You've gotta love it...



Haven't you?









My Local shopping centre.
We don't have a coffee shop...

But we do sport 3 amusment/slot machine / miniature type gambling shops and 2 snooker pool bars.

I must get one of these...

The famous cat of catford...

Leesah, do you remember this?







http://www.lewisham.gov.uk/default.lbl - Find out more about Lewis-Ham

Might I add, these pictures are courtesy of a facebook.com group i'm a member of called:
I Don't Mind The Gunshots and Smelly Alleys...Lewisham is the shit!!!

10th May - What a day! Tony Blair Resigns

.. Tony Blair announced his resignation today and I have to confess to being a bit sad about it.

Man, he sure knows how to deliver a tear jerker of a speech.

I do actually think the country is now about to go into a bit of shit by his departure.

I've always felt that he's been sincere in all his decisions he's made about the country and I always felt that he was always 'trying' to do what he felt was in the best interest and what was also right. I think if someone is doing what they believe in their heart to be right and are actually trying to make a difference (whether you like them or not) that should be applauded.

The thought of a non human entity like Gordon Brown taking over and running this country fills me with sheer dread.

As does the thought of the opposition party, with that Prat Cameron at the helm, possibly taking over, 1 day and actually leading this country.

Cameron reminds me of the rich kid who got where he was not on ability but on who he knew or who his family knew. He seems clueless. He seems unprepared. He tries too hard. Try hards always fall flat on their face.Tony never really had to try. People who have 'to try' or tryhards as i like to call them, always look sad and desperate.

I'm seriously worried about what this country will now become without a humanised politician leading us. Someone who for the most part 'listens' to people.

This seriously could lead me to sell up and move out of London even sooner.
I'm totally scared about what is ahead of us...

I’m starting to feel like as a country… We are freefalling.. I have no idea into what. That's some scary shit!

I actually, teared up at his speech today… Which surprised me.

He's sometimes a bit bumbling when he speaks, he has a sense of humour and can laugh at himself… more important than that - I actually believed in him.

Underneath him:
* I own my own flat
* I own my own car
* I own and run TWO businesses
* I can comfortably travel the world
* I can get seen quicker in a NHS hospital than ever before
* My streets are clean
* Police arrive quickly if i call them

I'm not sure if that says more about him OR me...
But I feel like i've been allowed to flourish and spread my wings.
For that I can only say THANK YOU.

...And for those of you who keep going on about the fucking war - GROW THE HELL UP.

June 27th will be his last day in office.
I'm very sad by that.
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Shocker! The Bank of England raised the interest rate again today... Thanks fellas...
Which means my mortgage will rise AGAIN.. the 3rd time in a year...

How much can a single girl with a mortgage take?

The option of moving out of town gets more and more appealing by the second.
Seriously!

-----------------------------------------------
A blogger who errmm lets say 'dislikes' a certain Conservative MP - Very funny, Do read!
http://www.bloggerheads.com/anne_milton/labels/david%20cameron.html
http://www.bloggerheads.com/anne_milton/2005/03/anne-milton-why-this-weblog-exists.html

I'm throwing a party

So what's new right...?

Penalty charges - Have you claimed yet?

Consumer revenge is just soooo sweet.

I think I mentioned this before on one of my earlier blogs...

Everytime the banks decide to charge you £35 or in some case £40 for a bounced chq or going overdrawn - they are taking the piss out of you.

Grow some balls - and go fight them.
You are ENTITLED to that money back!
You can claim up to SIX years back.... That's a whole lot of wonga!

I have 3 claims currently ongoing.

Lloyds TSB are the worst and really know how to drag their feet. It's almost an art form.
However - see you in court on Tuesday Lloyds!!

RBS Bank - Rolled over today and got spanked by me today.
I got the cheque this morning - full settlement; once they saw the court letter on their door mat.

MBNA - Have offered me half what they owe me as a 'goodwill gesture'.
Goodwill my arse. Pay up what you owe in full you sneaky bastards OR i'll see you in court fellas.

To put this simply...

NO ONE WHO HAS CLAIMED HAS EVER LOST. FACT!
The Banks CANNOT FIGHT THIS!

yet.

Claim back your money today.

Sites below will walk you through it all whilst holding your hand, it's soooooo easy.

Don't let the banks pimp you no more.
Go get ya money y'all!

http://www.penaltycharges.co.uk/ - I used this site, their forums RULE!

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/business/6170209.stm - Even the BBC tells you how to it!

http://www.moneysavingexpert.com/cgi-bin/viewnews.cgi?newsid1141050760,24632,

http://www.bankbuster.co.uk/

Pigeons are not scary

May I just use this opportunity to say....

That... If you are afraid of Pigeons... You're an idiot.

Today I witnessed 3 girls 'screaming at' and 'running away' from pigeons on Lewisham High St.

Yes, PIGEONS.

Correct me if i'm wrong on this...

They were running away from tiny birds as if Godzilla had just roamed into town.
It was quite unbelievable.

Idiots.

EASTENDERS – Where are the ethnic minorities?

Thought I'd share this:
I wrote this article for my other business website blog ethnicshowcase.com/blog
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EASTENDERS – Where are the ethnic minorities?

Why do main stream shows on British TV like Eastenders disproportionately represent the Blacks and Asians who exist in this world?

I mean, where in the East end of London, in reality, can you find a street that does not have more than a single minority family in it?

If you know of it – please tell me where it is, I’d love to go there and see it for myself.

At present, Eastenders have 1 elderly black couple in it who run a local mini mart store.
A black single mum, with 2 teenager daughters.
And the only token young black male on the screens is an uneducated street cleaner!
Who also, might I add, used to have a criminal brother who was always up to no good and pushing some dodgy deal through.

There are no Asians, Indians or any one from Europe cast on our screens.

My question is... Why is that?

This show is supposed to be up to date, current and dealing with topical issues... Yet grazes over minorities as if they don't exist.

You do have to wonder about what message this is sending out to the British public?
And also, how we're seen abroad.

And I wonder... Is this a deliberate message on the part of TV Company’s behind these shows?
Or one that is unfortunately there and exists simply through today’s circumstances and politics?

I’m particularly worried about the people whom, shall we say, are not that well educated or don't possess any real knowledge of the 'real world'. How will they ever know that not all black people are uneducated; Have jobs other than cleaning streets and don’t spend every day plotting ways to rob or steal from others?

Where are all the successful Blacks, Asians and Indian business owners?
Where are their family members?
Where is a taste of other cultures?

And I don’t mean merely throwing another Indian family into a corner shop, cue Coronation Street. I mean real families, with generations, quirks, ambitions, love, rivalry, history and all those exciting and real elements that exist in Ethnic families and cultures right across Britain.

I mean if this show is supposed to be representing the East end of London, in 2007 and not in London 1907, surely our TV’s should be showing us something very different?

It just depresses me sometimes to watch it and see no diversity – no realness, no truth .I mean at the very least, throw us in a West Indian shop on the square and lets see Ian Beale throw his toys out of his pram about his chip prices falling because of the Beef Pattie sales. How about instead of fish and chips for a change why not let’s see Peggy Mitchell going off to buy some curry goat with rice and peas for the Mitchell clan. And the token dreadlock Rasta, whom would invariably have to run the shop, would have to have some awful dalliance with Pat Butcher at some point… Wouldn’t he?

Ok, so my mind is running off track a little here. But you catch my gist I’m sure.

There are so many talented ethnic actors in London who would jump at the chance to be on top shows like this.

There are also so many talented black and ethnic minority writers who could help scope out and develop convincing storylines for ethnic families to be added to these soaps.
Yet they don’t ever seem to be used.

Why is that?

Is casting and using ethnic families really that difficult?
Is it because we now live in such a politically correct world that script writers are scared to portray ethnic families in certain ways, for fear of a backlash?

We need to find a middle ground on this instead of just doing nothing and ignoring it.

There are ethnic actors who want to work.
There are ethnic writers who want to work.

Wouldn’t it be great to just sit down and make it happen?

It’s time.

Remi Oduyemi
Founder of EthnicShowcase.com
Online portal for UK ethnic talent

http://www.ethnicshowcase.com/blog
http://www.bbc.co.uk/eastenders/ - Official BBC website for Eastenders