Wednesday, 9 April 2014


Tramping the streets of London, going about my daily grind, I've developed a new pattern obsession:

With the manhole covers and caps that descend to a murky underworld of pipes and sewers and cables. Take it from me, once you start, you cannot help but race along the pavements, hoping the next cover will be a gem. Who knew there were so many different designs, that they seem to differ by location, and that their lettering alluded to a bygone time, when Notting Hill Gate was a place of manufacture for goodness sakes, rather than just the dead-eyed home of the rich and famous!

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