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Shit happens. Shit hits the fan. Shit gets stuck to your shoe and makes a bad smell. It’s how you deal with it that counts. Do you clean your shoe or blame the pavement? Do you shoot the dog or insist the owner gets training?
Islington Farmers Market happens every Sunday behind the town hall. Good quality fruit and veg make all the difference to surviving the city.
The Holloway Road, the A1, red river of metal that cuts through Islington like a molten tributary, runs from Highbury Corner up to Archway, whence it continues to Edinburgh, Scotland. After 24 years, I have mixed feelings about this place, as this episode of Flat 34 explains.
