I Gotta Horse

Thoughts on growing up.

A World Apart

You are the sum total of everything you’ve ever seen,
heard, eaten, smelled, been told, forgot – it’s all there.
Everything influences each of us, and because of that

I try to make sure that my experiences are positive.”
Maya Angelou

Saturday was our day for visiting the market with mother to get supplies for the week.  Our local market was in Ridley Road and I have written about street markets in my other blog – if you are interested in my meanderings here is the link –Down Memory Lane.

But Sundays we were taken to another market by father and here we discovered Prince Monolulu and his catchcry “I gotta horse”. Prince Monolulu (real name was Peter Mackay) was a huge, larger than life West Indian gent togged out in his finery and offering tips on the horses to anyone who would listen. He made his money…

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4 responses to “I Gotta Horse

  1. I enjoyed reading your memories

    My brother brought home a stray dog and named it Boy. When Boy had puppies, he called her Mrs, Boy.

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  2. Such truth -‘ We are the sum total of everything….’only I can change and the other thought that crosses my mind is..how lovely that you are you because of that ‘sum total’ which is pretty nice in itself!

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