Man with a pipe, Bishopsgate EC2. Pencil 210 x 149 mm
because there'll be another one along in a minute." Every so often, an opportunity presents itself which demands to be taken. He was hanging around near a crossing and I was thinking don't go, please don't go so I kept one eye on him (as if that would ensure he'd stay put) while I rummaged for my paper and pencil. So far so good but when he decided to cross the road, I had to chase up the central reservation so I could still see the profile I'd already started. The adventure ended in Brushfield Street where he conveniently stood in a doorway to light up. Seriously, there are some odd characters out there, and you don't even have to look.