Tuesday

Walking home up Westbourne Grove this evening, I saw Ali and Dea heading towards Queensway. They popped into the Coral Bookmakers for a minute, re-emerged, Ali exchanged words and had a laugh with the old guy that runs the fruit stall outside the mobile phone shop, and was off towards Bishopsbridge Road. They both looked pretty chilled out, so they were probably returning from scoring at Colville Terrace.

Around the corner on Porchester Road, a guy in big overcoat, and thick wooly hat, was holding out a handful of coppers, and begging off a women passing by. She refused, and he persued her around the corner. It happened so quickly, and his hat was pulled so low, I couldn't describe him better. I'll see if I see him again, meanwhile he is Mys3.