I Go Stomping
Sunday afternoon. I decide to get to know my stomping ground. I go stomping. Further into East London, along the East India Dock Road toward the Chrisp St Market. I don’t know I am walking to the market yet, I’m … Continued
I Predict A Riot
I have my doubts that the guy biffing a brick at a cop, or kicking in a shop window relates his behaviour to austerity cuts, closing down of youth centres, unemployment, or the rich/poor gap. If he acknowledged these things … Continued
Pepys & Harrison
Today I met three of my heroes, and one heroine. One in the flesh, one practically naked, another in the form of clocks, and the fourth as an “extra” in a portrait. Chapter 1 – Br’er Fox Comes … Continued
A London Monday
Wandering around London during work hours is like going to the country. I marvel at the freedom of movement, the freedom of access that I have, when I occupy the city when everyone else is at work. Stress levels, down. … Continued