I spotted a tall fellow heading towards me from amongst the usual Sunday afternoon throng of Kingsland Road, with something long and odd-looking strapped to his bike. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Intrigued, I found myself turning around and running down the road to find out what it was…

My target turned out to be a friendly musician called Craig, on the hunt for a new pitch for his street performance. I don’t know how he ended up in London from New Zealand, but like any good antipodean, he was travelling with a didgerdoo (and a typewriter).

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by James Greig

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