Filthy Stop Out

Deja Vu.

I have walked from the junction of New Oxford Street and Shaftesbury Avenue down to Whitehall twice within a twenty four hour period.

Not that remarkable, really. But the first walk was at 5.30 am, and the second at 2.30 am the next morning. The mood on the two occasions couldn't have been more different.

Sadly, I think the photos I took of Trafalgar Sqare deserted at dawn will not come out - I was too tired to remember to manually wind on the film. But I might start a little ritual of always taking a self portrait at the same spot in seven dials whenever I go past. You'll have to wait for the first to be developed.

Analogue technology. I't so complicated.