

Michaela Coel Is Redefining the Romantic Comedy.So I left, to “tell stories.” My mum was concerned she was an NHS mental health nurse at the time, and what could she do but watch my future fall into uncertainty? Where was I climbing to? Why was there no clear sign of safety at the end of the ladder? The lecture was fine, was good, but I bumped into a friend on the way out and found out I’d just sat through a lecture for law students. It was my second go at it, and in two years I’d been to only one English lecture. I was told to apply for something called a drama school, so I dropped out of uni, again. Not the Scottish bit, the Royal Bank bit. We lived directly opposite the Royal Bank of Scotland, which somehow felt “other” and slightly bizarre. Even now, there may be someone rushing past it for the hundredth time, briefcase in hand, with no idea this council estate exists.

It was originally built in 1977, with the aim to help homeless people in London, and that’s my proud home. Right there, in plain sight, yet somehow unseen.

The Square Mile, sometimes considered Tower Hamlets, sometimes considered “City of London” home to both the Stock Exchange and the Bank of England.īetween its modern corporate skyscraper towers and medieval alleyways exists a social housing estate.
