The back stage door of the Apollo theatre shows a different tale from the glitz round the front.
The back stage door of the Apollo theatre shows a different tale from the glitz round the front.
Travelling at the front of a double-decker is a fun experience. You always feel like you’re about to hit something as you lurch through crowded streets. When I was young the buses had a mirrored tunnel between decks, where the driver could look and see … Continue reading Back of a bus
I can’t remember what everyone was looking at, but the phone boxes seemed the star attraction to me.
Sadly not in the Olympic Village, but pretty excited all the same. It even came with some Olympic-styled tube tickets. Better find out about volleyball now.
A somewhat glum building located on Frith Street in Soho. Now the back of a casino.
I’m not a fan of cupcakes (they’re more like fashion accessories), but this could just about tempt me.
I decided that a walk around town the week before the Olympics start may be worthwhile. It’s very busy, and all the participating nations are represented down Regent Street.
I struggled a bit for a title here. The pillars are surrounded in what appears to be bright green colanders, and it looks like a child has scribbled over the wall in crayon. Still, at least I got to use colander as a tag.
Sometimes I really don’t know. This is a giant red ball, wedged between the millenium bridge.