They are all, or mostly all, outside my self- administered brief. And I didn't take photographs.
The market stall woman with the hot water bottle with a pale blue fluffy cover
The man walking along with two huge and magnificent navy-blue parrots on his shoulders
The man with a folded up pile of fake grass
A man loudly throwing up as I photographed a shop window
A shaman in West Kensington dancing and giving us all advice
A number of magnificent elderly ladies in (alas) real fur coats, permed curls and pearls, behatted and generally all done up fancy.
A lovely Bengal cat, 'playing football' with its owner, a little boy.
A woman marching down the road carrying a standard lamp on one shoulder as though it were a rifle.
A nattily-dressed gentleman in a trilby on a mobility scooter.
I am thoroughly embedded in this project!
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I have a roll of fake grass if you'd like it!
Observations that make life worth living. Maybe not the forth. This morning I watched a magpie gradually emptying the contents of a neighbours recycling bin, looking for the crumbs still left in the sandwich wrappers. He found some, and looked happy
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