"Skin" Coloured Plasters

Hello {{ first name | friends}},

I felt a moment of cognitive dissonance, as I heard the nurse refer to the plaster that she had just put on my arm as "skin" coloured.

I was 60 years old, and I had just had a plaster that matched my skin tone for the first time in my life, and that despite the fact that I have spent around half of my life in Barbados, a country populated mostly by people racialised as Black. (But of course, also a country with a long history of colonisation and domination by those...