Well… what is a podcast?
I’ve googled the definition. I can tell you what it is, and I will. But first — let me take you back.
Early 2010s. Just before, just after. My first ever iPhone — a 4S, maybe a 4C. And I stumbled on Apple Podcasts.
The Soil I Know Best
My grandparents came to this country in the late forties. The Windrush generation. My dad was birthed on British soil, shortly after. And I was born in the early nineties.
Third generation. Caribbean heritage.
Growing up back then, in this country, was a very different experience to how it is now.
The Hidden Lotus Blooms Twice
You stop growing—when you stop Growing.
I’m not trying to dump on anybody that works a normal 9 to 5. Especially in this economy, a 9 to 5 is absolutely vital.
The problem I had — and so many others had — was that the job started to define us. The job started to tell us exactly who to be. The pigeonhole cutout we all need to fit in. The costume we have to put on in the early hours of the morning before we head out. Commuting an hour. Some people, even more.