From back issues

The London Minotaur

Feb 202012

Half man, half bull, he prowls the Barbican highwalk…
[see more…]

Tagged with: City of London, Sculpture

You Don’t Talk To The Driver, The Driver Talks To You

Feb 182012

by Simon Sylvester
So I pick him up from the Camberwell depot, depot, and he’s there with his flat cap and his dreads and his fingerless gloves, leather for better grip, see, mouthing off with all that niggatalk, but I don’t dig his vibe. Not at all, man. I reckon he tries too hard. I reckon he be days away from being busted. [read more…]

Tagged with: Buses, Camberwell, Dulwich, Simon Sylvester

Piccadilly

Feb 162012

by Sabrina Mahfouz
The eldest ties her sister’s scarf
back around her hair –
not too tight. [read more…]

Tagged with: Poetry, Sabrina Mahfouz, West End

London Elephants No. 7

Feb 152012

THE CLAPTON STICKS

WHAT ARE THEY?
WHO PUT THEM THERE?
WHAT ARE THEY FOR?
ARE THEY JUST BROWN… AND STICKY…?
[find out here…]

Tagged with: Clapton, London Elephants, Matt Haynes

The Girl of Wolsey Road

Feb 132012

by Jude Rogers
He found her on the railway line. Her hair was bright yellow, the colour that children paint sunlight, tied in thick bunches around her small, cold cheeks. She wore a blue shirt, as brilliant as a summer sky. In her left hand, she held a small bunch of daisies. [read more…]

Tagged with: Art, Jude Rogers, Stoke Newington

Small Fish, Big Pond

Feb 112012

by Adam E. Smith
The day doesn’t really start till 6, so I usually get up at 5 to have a look around before anyone else is about. That hour is my time, when the world belongs to me because no one else is up. Except Geoff. Geoff works at the dock. I know he’s called Geoff because it says so on the door of his shack. During the day, Geoff paces alongside the dock like a linesman, talking to the people on their swanky yachts. [read more…]

Tagged with: Adam E. Smith, City of London, Docklands

Baby Elephant

Feb 102012

Following the discovery of the body of a baby elephant by railway tracks near Wimbledon Common, police say they’re looking for a short, hirsute, elderly gentleman…
[read more…]

Tagged with: Animals, Matt Haynes, Wimbledon

On Gresham Street

Feb 092012

“I will always love you,” he bellows as he wheels his cleaning cart down Gresham Street, trousers too short, grey hair almost gone, iPod clearly turned up to the max.