Thursday, July 26, 2007

WET NIGHT IN BRIXTON


Charlotte opens her front door after a trek from Clapham to Brixton, through the desirable houses, across the common, mad meeting with Cameron! past the prison, backtracking from a dead end. Home at last!


Below: Brixton Hill

3 comments:

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Cool wet reflections. Like the contrast between the BW and color--makes it look scary.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Nice place Charlotte has.

moo said...

You probly realise she doesn't own all of that place. She lives in the top floor flat.