On return from my birthday tour of the northern United kingdom (of which more to follow), we were thrust straight back into London life with an invite to Helen's house's halloween party. We were both tired and fragile after two weeks on the go, so imagine our consternation as we wandered into deepest Nunhead to be confronted by a sign saying "welcome to the Slaughterhouse". Inside was like some kind of mass murder had taken place, except from what I could gather it seemed to be humans vs beasts. Good old London town, where pigs feet are available from all good corner shops...
The full pics are available here
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