Posts in Category: phone

Chippie

We always come out of our local chippie smiling. Not only because we are having fish ‘n’ chips but because the guy in there likes to chat. We haven’t got to names yet, but I’m sure that will be next time, as he’s bringing in some pictures of cars to show us… Whilst we were waiting for our fish to fry we overheard two local boys chatting. The guy in the green was reading from, what we can only assume was some sort of history of boxing, out loud, to another old boy. The topic was mainly the lives of black boxers back in the day. It was priceless. I managed to sneak a candid shot on my phone. Yes, he was wearing green double denim.

Strawberry in Silver Place

Tomato on Lexington St

Dog

Dead Umbrella

After the tail end of hurricane Katia passed over the British Isles she left a little destruction.

Nominative determinism?

Weekend Work

Having two jobs means that work is squeezed in when you can. Lazy Sunday afternoons at the coffee shop with the paper have turned into productive Sunday afternoons at the coffee shop, accompanied by our apple macs.

 

Scaffold in Soho

Stetson

Found round the back of London Liverpool St.

Chilli in Chinatown