Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
Showing posts with label pissing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pissing. Show all posts
Friday, 30 August 2013
Carnival 2013. Met Police PR team and the international formation pissing team.
Photograph: Steve Mepstead.
There are many photographs of the brighter side of Carnival on the inter web but this image is my favourite this year. It sums up the other side!
As does this photograph, from Getty Images :
For the residents of Notting Hill the lasting legacy of Carnival is the lingering stench of urine that pervades the neighbourhood for some time afterwards.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)