The windrush Tea Party

On the sun-dappled afternoon of June 21st, we came together for a celebration that felt like a warm embrace from history itself. Our Windrush Tea Party, held in the heart of Leicester, was more than just an event. It was a tribute. A tribute to the strength, resilience, and enduring joy of the Windrush Generation and the community they built.

We celebrate Windrush not only to honour the past, but to root ourselves in the legacy of those who paved the way. Those who arrived with suitcases full of dreams and hearts full of hope. Those who faced hardship and hostility, yet still made home, built community, and gave so much to Britain’s culture, economy, and soul.

This year’s tea party was bursting with energy, laughter, and the sweet scent of Caribbean food in the air. From the music, to the stall holders, to the smiling attendees, the day was alive with colour, rhythm, and love. Elders were treated like royalty as they sipped tea, nibbled rum cake and shared stories. Children played fair-style games, learned about Windrush history, and created joyful noise that echoed through the park.

We had live performances that moved us to our feet including the spoked words of Imano Ahiro and Poetic Lili, the gospel sounds of EAGA choir, and, of course, the incredible talents of Tann-I Browne. There were craft stalls, dominoes, raffle’s, a plethora of fiid choices, all narrated by our incredible host, TV’s John Simmit.

But beyond the bunting and the music, the heart of this celebration was community. Seeing generations of elders, parents, and children come together in joy reminded us why we do this. Because remembrance is resistance. Because celebration is healing. Because our stories deserve centre stage.

We are deeply grateful to everyone who came, danced, laughed, donated, and helped make this event what it was. To our volunteers, performers, food vendors, and community partners: thank you. You brought the spirit of Windrush alive.

As we look to the future, we carry the legacy of our elders forward. We honour the past, celebrate the present, and make space for new voices.

Windrush is not just a story but is a living, breathing force. And on June 21st, under the summer sky, we felt it in full bloom.