"Jean Paul" complete with discarded McDonald's paraphernalia that seem to be a permanent feature on the streets.

"Jean Paul!" A few doors down from my home is a half way house for people who have various addictions.  Every day, several times a day, this guy walks along my street, usually drunk, shouting out to his mate, Jean Paul, who apparently resides at said half way house. It's like the soundtrack to the neighbourhood.  We wouldn't be without it.  I don't know his name, but we all call him Jean Paul.

"The Barclays Queue" The first thing that struck me about this queue on Rye Lane in Peckham,  was how diverse it was. I love the racial diversity of Peckham. Secondly, there's always a queue outside Barclays. This is not the case with any of the other banks on the same high street.  What's that about?

"Owning It" It was a hot summer's day in Peckham. Rye Lane to be exact.  She's owning it. 'Nuff said!

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