Found this when we left the house this morning. Somebody had got a tin of white paint, drawn a reasonably accurate compass on the pavement, and written this stuff underneath it…

…and then told the world that a sparrow made him/her do it. Funny. There aren’t that many sparrows in Peckham, let alone talking sparrows with spooky mind control powers. Somebody should tell the RSPB.

We found another hit further down Meeting House Lane, where BabyBanksy opined that cannabis should be shared, not sold. Anything that puts Dealer McDope out of business is fine by me…

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