For how long will we speak of the trials and tribulations of the black woman’s hair. I’m tired. And bored. And I think I’ve just about rocked every other style, so I’m ready to head to the next frontier. That’s right baby, Mama’s coming home and heading in with a ‘fro.
Watch. This. Space…
So whilst elsewhere in the world, the chaos of an earthquake is measured and Colonel Gadaffi is about to get ‘Saddamed‘, here on the former Stockwell ‘frontline’, residents in SW9 have come together to show that many drops make a mighty ocean [lawd have mercy, I'm coining too many of my Dad's favourite phrases :-s]
So, this all started when one local resident put forward plans to build two three storey houses, on what has been a vacant site since being bombed in WWII. What ‘Monsieur Grande Design‘ didn’t know was, you do not ramp with the community spirit of Edithna Street! (No, seriously. We could give EastEnders‘ Albert Square a run for it’s money!!!)
With plans disapproved, our neighbours have set about creating The Edible Bus Stop [name based on it's proximity to an actual bus stop].
The idea is to create and foster a space that is a well considered alternative to just building on another free London plot. Perhaps tie in some connection or involvement with a local youth group; you know, all that good stuff like get the kids to stop dealing drugs and plant flowers instead – don’t knock it, it’s a possibility!!
But what’s prettier than the weeds that have been removed and new flowers planted, is the power and sensibility of a group of people, neighbours, but in some cases strangers, to bring about change, empowering themselves to make a difference. Oh but wait, the kinship doesn’t stop there! We’ve got a Street Party set for June 
You’re neighbourhood needs you!
I’ll keep posted of developments as they happen…
