London throws up some beautiful moments when it wants to. All these images, untouched, were taken on your everyday iphone 5.
where the streets are paved with gold. At the bus stop 7am, first week back at work of the new year, freezing cold, wet and miserable.
Sales. Reduced from £120 to £60. Steady Eddie, Old Sea. There is always comfort to be had in quality.
Just to remind us we don’t forget. Closer Than Most Shutter Beanie (Aqua Heather). Made by and for the northern working class
Saturday evening bus ride home after the Fisher v Deal game at Champion Hill. Wet again
Up on the roof, taking photos of trainers, and fire escapes. The Powerphase.
A magazine, one of the four this year, effortlessly compiled, beautifully put together. Setting the standard.
Talking clobber down in Soho with Oi Polloi and the lad from Tender. Boss night out. Bloody expensive shirts (long sleeve butterfly shirt – madder calico)
You know things are getting serious when the fella on the mobility scooter turns up. Charlton protest against their owners outside the ground joined by Brighton fans with a chorus of ‘we hate Palace more than you’.
They exist. We told you they were real. The mythical Stone Island hipster spotted sitting at the bus stop, Oxford Street
Morrissey on the front cover of Proper during Euro 2016. Challenging.
Bit of fancy abstract art courtesy of Vita down at Leyland Goodge st, mixing paint is a skill
PROSE live at the Seabright Arms, dancing feet in a pair of navy gazelles
Old style turnstiles down at Crockenhill, there to see Fisher play a pre-season friendly. Swanley, Kent
More gear from the label putting the world to rights with a nod and a wink in the right direction, it’s happy hour again
those a-z guide books, early morning Oxford st, British Summer Time
These boots are made for walkin’
Evening walk back from flyposting Bermondsey with Fisher posters. The angel of South London, Tooley St
Tuk Tuk Larry L/S Shirt (Flannel Oatmeal Check), the look of autumn lovingly crafted
Record of the year. Without question. Band of Holy Joy. The shoulders that every other fucker stands on.
Bargain basement find at a charity shop in north London. Classic Peter Storm cagoule, perfect condition, less than a tenner, old school
The rain falls hard on… the walk home from the station after the Fisher game (yep, definitely a theme building here)
Another rainy night in Soho. Oi Polloi’s top boy Nigel Lawson gives it large about Adidas trainers to a shop full of Cockney wideboys and Manc exiles. Manchester Marine and Arwick put in an appearence, but stars of the show are definitely a pair of original Hawaii and Samoa.
A little bit of what we fancy: