I was just trying to get some breakfast when I was accosted by some very large creatures. Taken in July 2009, near Gillett Square, Dalston.
Everyone in Dalston is Weird.
October 14 2009
Angry lady pelting tricycle-mounted child with what appeared to be miniature Cornish pasties.
Why I have never been inside my favourite shop in Dalston.
My favourite shop in Dalston is Kilim, on Kingsland High Street, close to Dalston Junction. I walk past it almost every day and still can’t quite figure out exactly what it is that they sell. Their window display seems to contain everything from shawls to beaded artefacts defying description and plastic crucifixes (or is it crucifices?) to large feathered orbs, which lack any unifying theme aside from ambiguity of purpose.
The main reason I have never ventured inside is due to the extremely creepy sign which glares at you as you go past, aggressively inviting you in for a ‘look around’.
Crossway.
This morning a man on Crossway was singing ‘You put the lime in the coconut’ and doing a little shuffle whilst awaiting his bus, clutching both a lime and a coconut (as yet whole and unmixed). An extremely perplexed-looking elderly lady stroked her beard and glanced down at her small dog with one ear, and a man groomed another man’s beard using a small pot of Vaseline.
Good morning to you, Dalston!
