Last night, on the way to Catch for my usual Thursday night of averageness, I spotted an animal-made monument that will surely go down in the annals of Hackney past – a perfectly vertical log of dog shit. Check it out up there. Look at it! It’s Hackney’s very own Stonehenge. Stoolhenge, if you will. The local council should put a perspex box around it to protect it, like they’d do with a grotesque Banksy creation. Go and check it out for yourself. It’s a little over half way up Goldsmith’s Row, towards Broadway Market.
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Posted on November 6th, 2009 | 9 Comments
Tagged: Hackney, Poo, Stonehenge
So, my local Chinese, Wu on Homerton High Street, Hackney, still has standards. In the face of worldwide apathy, it still believes in maintaining the magic of eating warm noodles in front of the telly. Magic that can only be achieved with a complementary helping of fortune cookies with each delivery. “So what?”, I hear you say, “Fortune cookies are just baby snacks repackaged for retarded Westerners who think they’re getting a tip from their soothsaying Oriental friends.” Obviously you don’t believe in magic. Here’s the wisdom they’ve been offering lately.
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Posted on May 28th, 2009 | 9 Comments
Tagged: chinese food, fortune cookies, Hackney, Wu
