Writing a coming of age story about growing up within South London’s darker segments of society, love and romance can be difficult to unearth in its purest, simplest and most innocent form. But it does exist. So for me it was important to bring these gritty characters at their prime of puberty undergoing the hormonal changes that make the most prudish of us fantasize, to life.
He drove us around Lewisham stewing for information, but when Musical Youth’s ‘Pass The Duchie’ came on…it all suddenly stopped. So we ‘bubbled to the riddim’ loving Dad singing and being chilled for once.