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.
