Sunday, 6 May 2018

St Paul's Bristol Graffiti Art

Regular blog readers will know that D and myself will nip over the Welsh border into England and visit some places we like.  So its no surprise that we ended up in Bristol again.  

We rarely ever go into the city centre as we like visiting and supporting independent places, so this time we decided to take a wander in a part of the city that we have wanted to see for a long while  - St Paul's.  
St Paul's in Bristol has history.  Here's a link to UK Port Cities: District of St Paul's and an article in The Guardian (2016)  about St Paul's  from 2016 to give you some insight.  St Paul's was one of Bristol's first ever suburbs.
Many people know of St Paul's Carnival - a rival to Notting Hill Carnival, but sadly in 2014 it had been halted due to funding
Last year I read my fist serious non fiction book in years The Good Immigrant.  I re-read it again early this year and it was a link shared by the writer Nikesh Shukla, to an on-line documentary called Neighbourhoods For Sale that finally reminded me that St Paul's was a part of Bristol I had yet to see.  



The documentary highlights that St Pauls has become a target location for property developers. Families who have lived their for years, if not decades are being moved out as more expensive flats and businesses move in.  The documentary gives some of the local residents a voice, but also developers and business owners on the rising house prices and gentrification of St Paul's. Something similar is happening to a part of Cardiff called Roath and no doubt, in other parts of the country and the world.  

One comment that struck a chord with me was by a local resident I think it's really interesting how we describe St Paul's before gentrification as almost uninhabitable...we talk about St Paul's being safer, but for who...
I think there are positives and negatives around gentrification. Positive in that there is an investment in the area.  Negative in that local people cannot afford to rent or buy homes in the area they grew up. I don't really want to get into a debate here, its not the space - but I wanted to share as aspects of it does resonate with me and my own experiences.

Here are some photographs from yesterday, but please do watch the documentary too, as you will see St Paul's is steeped in black and white working class history that echoes of the past, but also the future.








One of the places featured in the documentary was a little independent eatery called Milk Teeth.
As we were there quite early and had not eaten at home, we decided to have breakfast.  
Milk Teeth is not a greasy fry up kinda place, the breakfast menu is simple: porridge, toast or waffles.  

We of course went for Waffles. 
D went for Wakey Wakey:  A Waffles topped with a very ripe banana going black in parts (my only criticism) a dollop of smooth peanut butter, cream or was it yogurt and granola. To drink he had an Americano which was served in a little glass. 
I am of course, more adventurous than D and always want to try something different and went for the Savoury Spicy Tomato and Lime Spinach Waffle.  I have to admit I was not sure what to expect and then this turned up.  There's a waffle under there somewhere.  It was simple, but it was good, really good. I cleaned the plate. And to wash it down, they didn't seem to have juice on the menu, so I went for fizzy Dandelion and Burdock. 
After filling up, we went on our way one again.

We walked past The Bristol Bike Project , we would have gone in, but we were there too early and it was not open to the public which was a shame.  I follow The Bristol Bike Project on twitter and recently read about the Freedom of Movement Scheme where they hope to enable and encourage women from marginalised and under privileged backgrounds to use a bike. 
I haven't been on a bike since my early teens when my mother pulled me off it and told me it was not lady like. It knocked my confidence and every year I tell myself I will ride a bike again, but never seem to get round to doing it, so initiatives like this warm my heart. 
Whilst wandering the streets of St Paul's, we found ourselves in Stokes Croft.  I had not realised how close St Paul's was to Stokes Croft or vice versa until we walked into it...gentrification of a sort in one part of Bristol creeping into the other...

If your interested in Bristol Graffiti Art, you will may be interested in the links below too. 
Graffiti Art Down Bristol Alleys
Stokes Croft: Relentless Optimism
Stokes Croft: Part of Bristol Graffiti Art
Welcome to Bristol Graffiti Art Part 1
Welcome to Bristol Graffiti Art Part 2
Graffiti Art and vegan Junk Food

4 comments:

  1. Very interesting art. It looks like a great place to take in the sights, and your waffles sound amazing.

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  2. What a lovely outing with great photos and a wonderful breakfast for each of you.

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  3. I envy you so much! I love Bristol! Went with my daughter 3 years ago and it was a perfect journey!

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  4. This is such an interesting post with lots of food for thought - as well as great pictures - sounds like a fantastic day out. I would have gone for your waffle too. We have areas in Melbourne that are being gentrified and it is affecting rents where low income people used to live but there are housing commission towers there so I think this helps some protect some low income housing - but it used to be that the "poor" lived close to the city where they had small houses and could walk around a lot whereas the affluent went to the suburbs with bigger houses and cars but now there are these huge estates where people have less money, less ability to move about, more isolation - esp in Melbourne which is so widespread geographically. It all seems very wrong. And you would think with additional fund brought in by gentrification that the annual festival could be funded - it is usually one of the benefits of gentrification.

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