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This summer I went on another lovely walk with my delightful girlfriend, but this time on London’s South Bank, transformed into a smorsgabord of clowns and other fools.

It seems at least one person enjoys the policeman’s baton. Perhaps a formative moment for an anarchist in waiting?

The embrace of a dancing mannequin seems a jovial tragedy. I just hope this guy isn’t too into the method.

These guys were doing lots of jumping around with the finale being some guy fitting himself into an oversized Fray Bentos pie tray. I’ve seen better though, specifically an outfit that performed a similar act outside a pub in Holborn but with more drums. It’s all about multimedia these days lads.
Of course the child is unimpressed; this is all nonsense. Take her to something she will appreciate. Like the opera. Or Crufts.


This house is at 101 Walsworth Road, Hitchin and has some really random stuff outside it. I have no idea what this thing is. It’s made out of metal, probably brass and appears to be very sturdy indeed. If I were to guess it’s purpose, I would say it’s a bell. Others think it’s a water container of some sort. I’m not convinced by that – there’s an attachment at the top. You could feasibly tie it to something if it were hollow, but not if it were full of water.

The next item of weirdness is this door knocker. I would guess it’s japanese, but I know it’s not the kind of thing I want to see on an acid trip.

This is a series of photos that I took at the Tate Modern at the beginning of the year. I hadn’t had the camera long and did a pretty poor job, all the pictures were very dark and a bit out of focus. However going with the low fidelity grain and grunging up the pictures has yielded some reasonable results.

The first photo is a few gormless randoms milling around the turbine hall. The main exhibit thing was a giant box.

You could enter the giant box via a giant ramp. As you walked further into the box the light petered out completely. An unnerving sensory experience for many people, mostly due to fear of inadvertently groping someone trying to find a wall.

This image shows an old man travelling at speed. He’s not ludicrously overdressed, it really was that cold! It’s not as desaturated as it looks either. The concrete had a funny way of sucking the colour of everything.

Here’s a picture of a set of stairs somewhere in the gallery. All the shadows coming out at different angles caught my eye. I wonder if it’s deliberate…

This is a serious of pictures that I took on the train down to London at the beginning of the year shortly after the snow fell. They are all in the vicinity of Finsbury Park. The first one of the sun in the towers was probably a bad idea as I don’t have a UV filter. Oops.

This advertisement fills me with no confidence at all. I thought it looked cool anyway – more like something you might see in America perhaps? It reminded me of a Chemical Brothers video

This sorry looking shell of a building has been disused for years now. I think it was a pub that got burnt out. Hopefully it’s going to get put back together again eventually; from the front it looks like it was a really cool building originally.

And finally, no urban pictures would be complete without some Graffiti. There was a great ‘RIP Ian Tomlinson‘ tag earlier but I missed it. I have no idea who MASH is, and neither does the tagger who wrote mash? afterwards.

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