London itself feels like a character within itself, almost. And you write very lovingly about certain parts of London, particularly Brixton. So before we talk about that a bit more, I feel like I've got this red object glinting at me. It feels that it's time for the phone box, your first object, which some may say is a symbol of London - although it has disappeared a little bit from our streets. But it's a miniature red London telephone box. My mum acquires these objects from, I never know where she gets them from, but she just gave me this miniature London phone box one day. and it really spoke to me because it is so indicative