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Helen’s story

Helen’s story

“I count the days until next Monday’s class” Helen a young mother excitedly told us. She lives in family Home Office accommodation, two bus rides away from our kitchen space. She was referred by a family social worker in the borough and took a big...
Mary’s Makluba

Mary’s Makluba

Mary arrived late, flustered and with a hunted look in her eyes. She sat quietly with the other women at the table, eyes darting around, not sure where to look. As the food was served, she gingerly took some and ate, still sitting in silence. The dominant language in...