Christmas is a funny time of year for tradition flouters like us. We witness London draw into itself and dissolve into silence for one day only.

We like to go for a stroll on Christmas afternoon. We peer through the windows of the merry-makers and shuffle about the forsaken streets.

Said Hari to I; “Please don’t wear that mask Sumi. It’s scary”.
Said I to Hari; “I like it”.
Hiro smiled knowingly.

Much love from your slightly creepy but often very nice curator.