‘Go home’ to Ghana. Well, why not? | Michaela Coel

What do you say when asked where you’re ‘from, from’? Acting in Black Earth Rising made me reconsider my ideas of identity and belonging

In June I lost my ability to smell. I have something called anosmia – it means I can just about recognise the taste of salt, sugar, and spice. But not much more. I’ve read a lot of articles about it, and am yet to find one about how great being “anosmic” is. Why is no one talking about how amazing it is to find yourself unable to smell your own shit? In the first few weeks I’d bring the tissue I’d just wiped my arse with right up to my nose, and it would blow my mind: no scent!

This feeling of straddling two homes is one that first generation immigrants strongly identify with; of being both, and yet none

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