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.

Katie J said...

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