Betting on Cheltenham, winning in Whitstable.
To the south west – by tram!
I was saved by psychogeography – and some serious medication
From a forest to the heart of the empire. In 14 minutes.
London, 2215: Ten years after the last pub closed down.
To the centre of the city in the night… to pick up some office supplies.
I have experienced things which I cannot explain.
And best of all, you can do it sitting down.