WINDRUSH - The Association of Jamaicans (UK) Trust
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Our charitable organisation started in 1973 and was one of the first Jamaican organisations to be founded as many of our descendants arrived in the UK (via the Windrush 1948) and found a need to come together and support one another over the years.

Every year we attend Windrush activities & this year we did the same whilst also hosting our own event.


On Sunday 26th June 2022, The AOJUK held a ‘Windrush Thanksgiving Family Meal’, an initiative started by The Reach Society where they and we, hope to one day make ‘Windrush Day’ (Sunday 26th June) a national celebration. We invite members of our charity and others to share a meal with us and some members shared their experiences of the Windrush with us with questions and answers from the attendees.

My Windrush experience – Cordella .K. – AOJUK Committee member


Experience: It was a freezing cold winter’s day in December 1960 when, my mother, myself and two younger siblings alighted that British Overseas Airways Corporation plane, then known as BOAC which later became BA. We landed at London Airport (now Heathrow).

We attended the local primary school as new arrivals in January, and I spent my time in those early months, at every opportunity I could, trying to avoid going out into the playground –  I would hide behind doors, in other empty classrooms, behind desks, but to no avail, either the dreaded Prefects or indeed Teachers themselves would go in search to ensure every child was outside getting exercise and fresh air. Needless-to-say once I was outside, I would be found huddled in a corner praying for the bell to ring, as I suffered burning of my toes and fingers from the bitter icy cold, and praying to return to JA.

  • Something Brought Over: Although my mother didn’t personally bring this item with us, we acquired one almost immediately after arrival – purchased in Brixton market. No self-respecting Caribbean home in the early years would be without one essential cooking appliance – Dutch Pot, or Dutchie, as it is affectionally known; it’s diverse use was amazing: you fried fish, browned meat, cook curry, almost everything was done in this wonderful, versatile iron pot. I still have a Dutch pot that I bought when I moved out from my parents, and still use from time-to-time.
  • Something I Learned on Arrival: Being given pocket money, was something completely new. As a result of that, it brought out a skill for saving, which has stayed with me throughout my life.
  • Something I’m Proud Of: Making my own clothes.  Skill learned at Senior school in Needlework.
  • Advice to Current/Future Generation: Strive to do well, despite adversities that they may face. Become useful, worthwhile contributing members of society. Make us all proud and make themselves proud.