tea, cake and bramble the goat

it’s saturday afternoon, and i can’t believe my first week has already whizzed by. it’s been incredibly exciting to meet so many new people, all of whom have been so generous with their time and thoughts. over the past few days i’ve hung out at the market, where the stall holders have shared both stories and flasks of delicious spiced tea. (they told me it would be just like my father makes it - and, dad, they were right!) i’ve stroked bayleaf the donkey, and chatted to the delightful, funny and committed children at spitalfields farm young farmers’ club. and i’ve consumed some very tasty cake provided by the kind owners of fresh coffee, while they told me about the huge diversity of people who come through their doors. it’s been a whirlwind of interviews, maps and portraits; new connections and intriguing stories, as i begin to uncover what lies beneath whitechapel’s surface.