
THE WALTHAMSTOW TRIPOD
WHAT IS IT?
WHAT’S IT FOR?
WHO PUT IT THERE?
DO YOU THINK THE THING ON THE TOP MIGHT START FLASHING AFTER DARK?
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WHAT IS IT?
WHAT’S IT FOR?
WHO PUT IT THERE?
DO YOU THINK THE THING ON THE TOP MIGHT START FLASHING AFTER DARK?
[find out more…]
WHAT ARE THEY?
WHO PUT THEM THERE?
WHAT ARE THEY FOR?
ARE THEY JUST BROWN… AND STICKY…?
[find out here…]
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…]
Beneath the Times plant’s blank facade the ornamental canal teems with grim-faced lunchtime joggers pounding the ghost-shipped wharves of Wapping with bright white-sneakered feet.
by Will Wiles
Someone is fighting a lonely war against noise on the Central Line. The shrill tone that announces that the doors are closing is too loud for them, or too high-pitched, or both. They scratch their complaint into the doors: Excessive Door Noise; Noisy Doors Cause Deafness; Too Loud. [read more…]
Embarrassed by your Boris? Worried what other city leaders will think if they find out you’ve got one? Or just scared of the damage it could do if swung about absent-mindedly in public? [read more…]
A disturbing investigation into the effects the Olympics has had on the speech of young women in the Walthamstow area. [read more…]
A rollicking Olympic-inspired fantasy in which George Osborne is pursued across Hackney Marshes by irate former council tenants from Stratford before being beaten to a pulp in the old Lea Bridge filter beds. [read more…]