Category Archives: and the city

In gratitude to the people of Great Britain….

In gratitude to the people of Great Britain....

The sculpture makes you aware of the extraordinary self absorption of those who sit or lean or put their bags and rubbish on it. And there are now four big wheelie bins along side.

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I’m on the bus again and I miss a photo: man in shop doorway, the top half of his body concealed, jeans, white trainers, foot slowly tapping, and the sign in the window that says: SHOP OPEN 24 HOURS. Then … Continue reading

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On the buses

may 31 2007 no 76 “wicked! hilarious! hilarious!! I’m still finding bits of plastic in my flat! love you lots! mmmwah!” dec 17  23 to Liverpool St they’re back the trimmings, the holly the tree and the telly trash in … Continue reading

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a mean old bastard

It’s someone with a freedom pass who gets on the bus,  sees that the oyster card reader is broken and feels a pang of disappointment: he hasn’t saved any money. Or, he has, but so has everybody else. It’s happened … Continue reading

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