Once upon a time on a 55 bus

Now I rarely take the bus, but everytime I do, something amazing happens, like this morning when I was sitting there and this strange creature started talking to me from the back of its head...

A FRIDAY NIGHT ON THE UPPER EAST SIDE (of London)

This is what happens then, oh yes...
This might even be the birth of a new blog (why not, they're free) about life, treason, fun and decadence on the Upper East Side (of London)
More news soon...

XOXO

One of those fine London mornings...

Between the needles and the ugly dogs, isn't Hackney Downs a lovely place?