Diary Entry# 7/07/12- I heart Shorditch London, I heart Jamaica (Cray nights out)

I write this after a day of sitting on my sofa nursing a hangover I have been partying like a rockstar recently at some of Londons best FREE events.
Ok so seeing Damien Marley wasn’t free for everyone but I was taken free of charge so that counts and he was amazing.

Puma yard

Puma are hosting an 17 days & nights in honour of TeamJA (Jamaican Olympic team) in Shorditch, Brick lane. I went the Saturday before last for Bump Vs Puma and had an amazing time, ate jerk chicken drank rum punch and whined up myself lol. The crowd was amazing  just cool and ready to have fun typical shorditch vibe. I was drunk as funk and gave out my no. A few too many times which I never do in a club but its all good ;-). I also met a group of women who me and my friends clicked with instantly we invited them out to a street party which we all headed to the next day.

So still hungover from Saturday we went out in the rain with wellies  and crop-tops to the Addidas do-over block party. The sun came out and it was pure vibes again the people  were cool and funky, met a Tupac look-alike dude was fine as hell all the ladies (myself included) were taking pics and gushing over him. Had to violate my not giving out my number rule for him too lol (besides it wasn’t a club). But yh the next day remembered that he weren’t actually Tupac 😦 he’s cool though. Oh and guess who came through to the block party? Only Damian Marley twice in one weekend.

The Adidas Do-over block party

This weekend yet in another night out to Shorditch we hit up big chill bar for some bashment vibes. But the reason for my headache right now is my night out to celebrate the 50th year of independence . Being raised by a Jamaican mother I was so excitied for the day itself especially after watching Usain Bolt and Yohan Blake mashing up the 100m the night before.

Puma yard bar – Wray n Ting cocktail is the reason for my headache today

Man last night was nice!!! Me and the girls and my new girls were again at the PumaYard, we watched Bolt and Blake get their medals on the big screens they had and  waved our flags for the anthem. Then the rum started to pour and reggae riddims ran. The artist Gyptian came on love him and those dreads and just when I thought it couldn’t get better Shaggy and Gappy ranks joined him on stage. I dont care what anybody says no music is as sweet as reggae music!

Gyptian and Shaggy Puma yard

There is a lot going on in London with the Olympics on. I had an amazing day with my baby brother going to see the torch and hanging out at the south bank. My parents went out to the Jamaica house and the Trinidad house for a great time. The Dutch house is where we got some olympic tickets sssshhhh and soaked up some Dutch culture. I’m going to try the Indian area and gonna hit Puma yard one more time and go to the I love Jamaica day next weekend. Have a look out and see whats going on for adults and kids because theres lots to see and do this summer.

Party Kicks- A lot of MEN??? have told me how much they like theses

The pumayard ends this weekend for anyone intetested. But shorditch area always has things going on. I always have my best nights out there. Its not commercial very raw full of hipsters but laid back. You know none of the pretentiousness of the west end rock up in ur funky kicks and be ready to party hard! This is why I lurrve it.

Btw I am so proud to be of Jamaican heritage. Happy 50th Birthday Jamaica! The land we love. See you in 2013!!!

Diary Entry# 11/11/11 – Remembrance Day

Hello all

Its the 11/11/11 and Remembrance Day. A day to remember those who have died and have made it possible for you to be here and live the life you live today. This time of year is particularly special and sad for me as it was my late Grandfathers birthday on Tuesday the 8/11. I often think of him, but this Tuesday morning I just burst into tears. I was thinking about how much he sacrificed and worked so hard for his family. He never wanted to leave Jamaica but came here and worked long shifts for British Rail. He and my Grandmother were able to buy their own home and provide my Mum, Aunty and Uncles with a good life. He wasn’t always talkative but I remember his bellowing voice embezzled with his Jamaican accent. I remember how he never actually called me by my actual name but by my nickname he gave me; that now everyone uses. I remember how he would put me on his knee when he came home from work and bounce his leg up and down before he went for his smoke. I remember if me and my cousins tried to sneak in the kitchen when he was smoking he would flash his lighter up and we would run away only to try again 2seconds later. I rememeber my tears when he moved back to Jamaica to fufill his dream to go back home, I remember My mum telling me how proud he was when she went to University and how hard he always worked. I remember everyone called you Doctor because you could fix anything. I remember your funeral in Jamaica. I remember our tears.

I think it hit me more this week as I was thinking about how my Grandma is already planning to come to England from Jamaica for my graduation in July and even though you are part of the reason I am here studying; you won’t be here to see me graduate. Grandad I know  you are always with me I just want to let you know that I miss you and I still remember you.

Everyone is doing well, I know that makes you smile I will always Love you.

Kisses

From your Granbaby

Never forget