A riparian pub crawl in which Chelsea midfielder John Obi Mikel is mistaken for Jedi master Obi-Wan Kenobi outside the Waterside in Chelsea Harbour but luckily a goose arrives and causes a diversion before it all kicks off.
O dark devourer of the driver’s coin, what broken dreams was this leap meant to fix? What hope-denuded skyline did enjoin you to cast off on this East London Styx?
O noble lantern ’neath whose kindly fire my love and I did oft together lark, our bodies, lust-engorged, ’twined in desire – why hast thou gone and left us in the dark?
Two disconsolate psychogeographers reflect on how some of the ley lines that were dug up to build the Basketball Arena for the 2012 Olympics had been there since the days of King Lud.