I went for a walk to Newtown today, via Stanmore and Enmore.  It was a lovely day.  Nice and sunny.  I took a few photos on the way.

One person’s graffiti is another’s art.  This is a shot of graffiti on a corugated iron fence, taken from a rather interesting angle.

More graffiti, this time of a government-sponsored-youth-off-the-streets project type.

I found a really manky and gross playground on my walk.  It faced on to the railway tracks, and only had this seasaw…

…and this jiggle truck contraption…

and a couple of seedy benches.  And a spazzy bubbler that sprayed water all over my clothes.  It looked more like a junkies retreat than a place for children.  It was a pretty sinister looking playground.  And there was graffiti everywhere.  And the grass was all dying.  Nice.