A morning spent in Shoreditch, people-watching. I am delighted to spot Mark Petty, one of Hoxton's noted trendsetters and characters. He's in pink and red today. Not as glorious as his outfit in the picture, but still a cut above the average punter on Brick Lane. I also see a man in a kilt, who looks wrong. He's wearing it very neatly with white tights, lace-up granny boots, white jumper and fur jerkin. His hair looks City investor. It's horrible. That said, I am truly delighted to see it, just so I can revel in its unpleasance.
Afternoon slumped in front of 'The Wire' - there's been enough of a break for me to be ready to watch it again. And it is so very, very good. 'Thin line 'tween heaven and here' - the epigraph for one of the episodes I watch. It's an observation made by Bubbles, reminding McNulty that he may live in a middle-class neighbourhood, but with a broken marriage and an alcohol problem, he's only ever a step away from the street.The thin line is everywhere. Take note, fashionistas.
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