A Remarkable Amount of Hot Air

Brick Lane is a good place to go for a wonder-filled wander about on a sunny Sunday. The streets in the area are pulsating with folk engaging in all manners of activities. For me it’s a fab place to people watch and grab a bite to eat.

We like to make regular breaks from the crowds by making for the well-preserved antiquated and story-like side streets such as
Fournier, Wilkes, Folgate, Elder and Princelet Streets.

These are my most favourite streets in London and I never tire of walking through them. And, if I am to be completely honest, I like to try and surreptitiously glance through the windows to see what the houses are like within.

If you are as odd as I am, then you too may find yourself captivated by the textures of the walls in the Spitalfield/Brick Lane area. I just can’t get enough of the contrast of bricks, wood, peeling paint, neglected concrete and random street art.

Things have a way of sitting side by side in a seemingly uncomfortable yet entirely appropriate way here.

Now on the subject of hot air, we came across a curious spectacle in which the fellow below was engrossed in playing his flaming tuba.

We were not entirely convinced if he was ACTUALLY playing the instrument, I would like to imagine that he was. Either way, he did a good job of making a marvellous display of himself!

Walking is hungry work and the chosen snack for the occassion was some vegetable okonomiyaki (a Japanese sort of fritter like thing) and yakionigiri (a sort of grilled rice ball) from the Sunday Up Market.

Thank you for sticking with us on our little saunter.

Thanks the Ponster for taking the pics.

Credits: Lipstick: D&G “Scarlet”, Tee: BAPE, Jeggings: GAP, Shoes: Kate Kanzier, Snood: Topshop, Bag: Marc Jacobs, Jacket: Warehouse.