London Walworth

These two chimneys seen behind the 78 acre Mount Zion Cemetery in Queens, New York, made for some bewildered bus-window viewing yesterday. After a little bit of Google research it seems the stacks belong to the city’s Department of Sanitation, not making the association any better. One has to wonder how such macabre urban juxtapositions [...]

On a recent trip back to my old hometown of Windsor, I was stood in the garden of my parents when a flock of seven loudly squawking, bright green parakeets flew overhead. My mother insisted that this was perfectly normal, and that the parakeets had been around in Windsor since at least the early 1970s. [...]

This pile of stones is so damned satisfying, that I would have to have one too, if only I had a garden.

Know where you’re at
My first real taste of business travel has taken me 5995 kilometers from home in Berlin to Montreal in Canada. Not that I can tell that I’m there, however, since my entire stay here has been confined to a Novotel hotel room, a small windowless conference room in the second floor of [...]

This caught my eye two weeks ago: sun-thawed frost tracing melt-patterns across the bridge. It took me a while to work out what was going on because the pattern was so uniform. I thought the city cleaning contractor, BSR, must have sent out one of their bright orange bugs to clean up the bridge, [...]

All of a sudden, the apocalypse is good entertainment again. The recent film release of I am Legend, based on Richard Metheson’s novel of the same name, provides us with a morbid opportunity to delve into the fantasy of what a ferral urban environment might look like when humans are long gone.
One man and his [...]

I was just digging around in my photos looking for things I might have missed or not had time to post, and came across this picture from last November. It seems that the Spree river running through Berlin is drainable, and that large yellow plugs keep the water from flowing into a vast, unfinished subteranean [...]
