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Brick Lane

I wandered around Brick Lane on a Friday night in the rain, cowering under my frog-shaped umbrella, waiting for flange. Brick Lane seemed so pretty, but in a completely different way to Richmond. Colourful words and pictures appeared everywhere. "Crime is illegal", one sign said.

We caught the Overground after that, and neither of us had been on it since the new bit opened. When we arrived at St Pancras station, I read out the poetry on the floors.