Shop horror

A shop window display in Camden

I've heard of 'beach bodies' but this is ridiculous. A severed foot in a sandal ... hardly evokes images of tropical bliss.

Overblown

GLOBE TOWN NEIGHBOURHOOD
RECYCLING CENTRE

Could this be the most pretentious bin in Britain?

Clamping down

They didn't say anything about bicycle locks

Too much detail

Only three people know what's behind that door. The culprit, the discoverer and the brazen chap who barged in regardless of the second man's hastily-scrawled sign.

It was no doubt the third guy who updated it with biro on his way out of "shit everywhere" hell.

Vi-egg-ra

I think this is proof sex can help you sell anything. Or maybe it's just proof that we will try to use sex to help us sell anything.

The sign was positioned outside a cafe in Islington, which sells nothing but fried breakfasts day and night.

Biased as their opinion might be, the place was absolutely packed with dozens more people queuing down the street to get in.

Slogan seems to be working.

Night bus

Some call him the crotch examiner. Others say he can lick his own belly button. The truth is he's just a drunk guy who lost the ability to hold up his head. Unconscious at the back of a night bus from Soho, I imagine he rode around like this until sunrise.