London Life

At sixteen I escaped the confines of the convent and moved to a London day school. But this liberation was tinged with huge sadness, for this was the year that my father died unexpectedly. He drowned while swimming alone in the rocky Atlantic waters in the Gambia, where he was working at the time. This was a shocking event for all the family, and brought us closer than ever. Overnight my mother had to become the main breadwinner. We all did what we could to help run the household and found many ways to celebrate life, most of them taking the form of cooking and eating delicious meals.