The Camden Underworld
It was nearly midnight. The night was looking good (the snakebites and shots of GIN (cheers, James) helped. Mathura had gone home. Frost and I went to the toilets. Note in the background there is yet another person that looks a lot like Nicola. I swear she follows me around sometimes...
The Camden Underworld
The moment summed up in one single picture. Most likely to join alcoholics anonymous...?
The Camden Underworld
This is a photograph of a random woman viciously telling off a child who is clearly underage:
"You're NOT seriously wearing that ugly yellow tshirt again are you?"
Somewhere. Anywhere.
We were lost. We had a small map from the front of a cd cover that was clearly drawn by a newborn french plankton that had clearly never left its exciting gallic pond.
And none of the bus drivers would let us on.
Somewhere between Camden and Trafalgar Square
Eventually a kind bus driver let us on his bus, although made us leave our traffic cone behind. So rude. Pah!
Bestiality
Trafalgar Square
Frost decided to climb on a lion. We also had a mini fountain fight The water was cold.