Killer Fridge

                            I’m stumped for a comment on this headline, except, REALLY! 

Putin attacks pussies

Today the Royal Court hosted a reading of testimonies written by members of Pussy Riot who have been jailed for ‘hooliganism’ and other crimes against the sensibilities of the Russian state. They are in danger of giving hooliganism a good name. Contrary to their media image they are revolutionaries with provenance. They are operating within a cultural, historical, philosophical and artistic rationale. It was humbling to hear their words, which they have had time to compose as they have awaited trial for five months. Their actions are an indictment of Putin’s totalitarian regime and his co-opting of the Russian Orthodox Church to fool the masses.

A postscript. One of the accused drew attention to how in earlier repressive times in Russia, art or poetry would be referred to as ‘so-called art’ or ‘so-called poetry’. This she said was a ‘so-called court’.

Bowled over

How often do you see a gent wearing a bowler hat? Here’s one. He’s on Rye Lane in Peckham (everything a pound!) For once the road is clear of thundering buses and exhaust(ing) cars because after an accident, police had taped off the road.

Peckham beauties

A couple of summers ago I photographed these two young women at Peckham Rye Station. Perhaps they were waiting for friends to arrive for a visit to Frank’s Campari Bar here in Peckham. It opens each summer on the top floor of a multi-storey car-park and for trendy Londoners it’s a must-see and must-be-seen-at venue.