“Luck is a funny thing. To some only a large win of money at the pools is luck. Or finding a valuable jewel at your feet on a London street. That surely is luck. But during the war luck take another turn. The bomb that just miss you is luck. Only your leg blown off and not your head is luck. All your family die but your mommy is spared-congratulations you are a fortunate man. So, let me tell you what luck is for a coloured man is just off a boat in England. It is finding Queenie Bligh. It is seeing she has a big house and is happy to take me and a few of the boys as lodgers. Greater than sipping rum punch from a golden bowl-that is luck England-style.”
Andrea Levy, “Small Island”, 2003.
