hortly before dropping out of medical school in the early 1980s, Colin Grant stumbled upon his long lost Uncle Castus in London. A Windrush-era arrival, remembered as a man of promising intellect, Castus was working in an East End off-licence. The older man berated the younger with his catchphrase: “I’m Black so you
MEMOIR
Feb 10, 2023
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