London

Writing about the city

Token

you smell distinct: dried blood, stale beer, dirty clothes your liver gripes and pushes it out through your pores.
Cherry

Sleeping, Sleeping City

Written during the London riots last summer
Cherry

Headline: It's Official You can Batter a Burglar

I just popped into a cafe for a cuppa to escape the rain last week...and this happened inside my brain. It's a bit of an experiment and still messy round the edges.
Cherry

FAT'S QUITE ENOUGH LADIES!

HUNGRY PROTESTORS DESCENDED ON LONDON'S STREETS TODAY armed with crisps, chips and chocolate as part of a campaign against what they describe as social conditioning
Gold cherry

Notes on the State of Adult Social Care - 1. The Standard High Backed Chair; Adjustable - Without Wings

She sits in the Standard High Backed Chair; Adjustable - Without Wings. She's an old bird now, and there'll be no more flying the clipping of the years has seen to that she'll never be no sweetheart in a ball gown