
swung past the old perou factory last night: nostalgia getting the better of me, on route to dropping che home.
classic hackney wick.
we used to get a lot of purses and handbags thrown over our wall, presumably stolen, rinsed of cash then dumped.
more signs of times...
started the day with a drive to town.
photographed 'fern cotton' (my MMASM colleague) in a studio for something upcoming.
had dinner at soho-hoho-house and after leaving, returned for a meeting with a production company that i'm probably going to be doing some videos and promos through.
che met us there and brought a first b/w laser printout of THE BOOK.
and after dropping him back in leyton, drove ms.hood and myself back to the farm.
back knackered by midnight, 12 hours after i left.