Since the age of ten, I’ve had a habit of adopting strays. Cat names have included: Milo, Lucky, Licky (she was very lick-prone), Tiffany (who turned out to be male), Ginger, Tiger, Tanya, and Sidney. At one stage, there was a swarm of kitties inhabiting the family garden. Luckily for my parents, I’ve since grown up and moved into a gardenless flat. Sadly, there are no cats here.
1. A cat getting shaved on Brick Lane. This summarizes why I love Brick Lane.
2. Possibly the most disturbing decor ever spotted at a party.
3. One’s a cheetah, but who’s the cheater?
4. Cheeky Naughty Katz?
5. My friend had 2 cats: Moosch and Peter Pan. I think this is Moosch.
p.s. I’m running a weekly photo collaboration feature, and you should join in! Click here to read more.
1. A kickass door knocker on London’s Columbia road.
2. So this is what Belle & Sebastian were 
3. This dude was hanging off the roof of an apartment block, barking madly.
5. Pasted along Brick Lane, London.
