street furniture

Here’s the view from the back of Scootercaffé in Lower Marsh in Waterloo. The wall art depicts a film-maker poised above the guttering. Just visible, a strand of ivy. To the right a bridge. And a road sign for three destinations: Kennington, the Elephant and Brixton. Each has played a part in my life. Kennington is home to Oval Theatre where I performed in plays from my late teens to early 20s. Elephant and Castle is where, as a child, I watched Saturday morning pictures... so many cliff-hangers. Brixton is where I lived for 10 years. And Scootercaffé  is where, just the other day, I enjoyed an excellent cappuccino; something that would have been impossible in my youth. Unless I went to Italy. Which I didn’t. Not then, anyway. 

Oh, and here’s one of the lamps in the café: a converted hair dryer. See below.

Large man, small car

This image posted in the window of a Chinese herbal medicine shop in Brixton made me chortle. The man should definitely lose weight and/or buy a bigger car, but firstly he should shave off that chest-hugging beard, although… come to think about it he does rather resemble a certain seasonal character. Perhaps, keep the beard, ditch the glasses?

Spiritual shopping in Brixton

It claims to be ‘the real-true spiritual shop… your last spiritual shop’. On the door a notice welcomes you ‘to come in and seek help from a spiritual advisor’. Above the door a sign warns: ‘Holy Ghost Zone Devil Keep Off.’ All of this should be consoling, but it worries me. I mean, if the last spiritual shop can’t provide what you need, then what?