Monthly Archives: November 2013
Seduction in a Hampstead Lift
One evening several commuters shuffle into one of the pokey lifts in Hampstead tube station. In the middle of the lift a young woman, sprite, nubile, with big hair is talking loudly to her male friend, a Black guy, of around the same height, big, compact, well kept, modest, but manly. Everyone else in the […]
1-2-3 Viva Algerie on Blackstock Road, Finsbury Park
One damp night, whilst stepping softly towards Finsbury Park station, a distant primal roar pierced through the depressing solitude of Blackstock Road. Aggressive shouting followed. Although difficult to locate, the roar inspired Baconesque images of sadistic violence contrasting with the darkness and calmitude of my immediate surrounds. I surmised Arsenal fans, hooligans, beer and muscle, […]
Flash BMX Scene in Hoxton
Wrapped in a mugginess of the mind, suffering from cold and depressed by the dankness of late night Regent’s Canal, I made slow progress on Dunston Road, heading towards the bowstring bridge, which conveyed Kingsland Road traffic over the water. It was one hour before midnight, and from a way back I spotted an extraordinarily […]
Intimidation in Mayfair, photographing the embassies
They can watch you but you cannot watch them in this so-called ‘freedom loving’ society. The Saudi Embassy in London has two policemen guarding it. One is stationed at the front on busy Curzon Street. He walks back and forth outside the embassy gates on an elevated gravel surface. The other stands solemnly outside the […]
King a de road: A Little Bit of Kingston Town in South London
I’m in deepest Lewisham, somewhere, a little lost in the suburbs, waiting for a bus to take me to Lewisham station. After a while my bus arrives, a single deck, packed. I get on. The bus driver is a Jamaican, late twenties, elegantly muscular in body, debonair in face, with braided hair stuck tight to […]
A trip to Southall, London
One snowy Saturday we sat in a train, trundling along from Paddington, stressing and straining under the weight of surprising snows, which engulfed, caked and delighted us during our stop-starting voyage to another world called Southall. With train departing, we crunched through the freshly laid snows, and exited the station to see young men, Asians, […]
Just in case you thought you were getting a special offer
Waitrose Canary Wharf, this evening.
A Psychological Death at Abercrombie and Fitch
The Abercrombie & Fitch store on Savile Row, London, offers a disconcerting experience, a psychological death. The store is located in a Georgian mansion on a street corner in Mayfair, a stone’s throw from the Royal Academy of Arts, across the road from the tailors of Savile Row. As you approach the entrance, although […]
Ravish London 