Moving to Chulsa

Funny, a little frightening but forever optimistic life would ‘shower him with love,’ Rob’s memoir has much to give.  A mixed-race lad in a working-class family growing up in the sixties on a housing estate in south-east London; life definitely had its challenges.  Rob’s young life experienced more than its fair share of characters, many of them broken but there was also love, sometimes in unexpected places.  While Rob struggled to come to terms with his identity, to know just where he belonged, he finally finds his place among his mates in Chulsa Oak.

A summer without sunsets.  This isn't typical news; this is an announcement of beginning, a new life; a better life.

I became so excited with the taste of victory that I started laughing, which may have robbed me of concentration.  I lined up my shot to pop the ball in when Steve did the unthinkable!  That lowdown rotten piece of scum dived forward and rugby tackled me down to the ground.  I could not believe it, I’d been robbed!

When I think back to that late afternoon in the park with Tris and Badger and seeing our old gang, Chulsa Oak approaching us, they looked like a tribal hunting party.  They came in force, led by Paul Winston, my old mate.  But in this setting, he was more nemesis than mate.