Some Street Drumming on Oxford Street I saw last week. Enthusiastically smashed a bucket halfway through and made a snare out of change in a bucket – can’t really have been doing that badly then.

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This is the result of a cultural enlightenment trip during a lunch break to Whitechapel Art Gallery.  The artist liked Mannequins.

Some were dressed in space suits and lay on the floor, and some wore other things and lay in other positions. One piece was very yellow and involved some netting, a trolley and some pipes.

I’m not sure I did.

Other highlights.

• A baby-faced head with a helmet.
• Stacked objects.
• Brightly coloured plastic strips

I like this shop, and now for some reason which can only be good, it has this week acquired some big, bright cardboard birdhouses in the window.  It sells sweets from jars that line the wall behind the counter.  It’s the kind of place Roald Dahl might have gone (although I’ve read his autobiography, and he didn’t).  There is also a nice lady in the shop who didn’t bat an eyelid when I asked for one of everything at christmas time (hunting for a present for my father that wasn’t socks).

If you visit when school children aren’t standing around drooling, dithering for at least half an hour, and doing very little (specifically what I go in to do) then it’s wonderful.  If they are there however, the illusion of being seven years old is ruined and it’s best to leave.

I want to see more shop windows that make me grab a camera.