Now I have forgotten why I was here but I was.
Popped out of this exit and every time I see this sign, I chuckle a bit but also say hello. The famous statue up there is NOT of Eros, but of Anteros, the Greek god of requited love; or the reciprocal love one feels when one is loved.
A shopping centre for sports goods, but for something that is supposed to be very modern and stuff, it has some exquisite stuff on its facade.
Beautifully carved statues of some very lovely ladies. They don't make them like that any more, if you excuse the pun.
Looking up the street
Some of the poxy feathered rats. I hate them.
Some very lovely attic windows. really beautiful.
Ripley’s Believe or not is on the corner. That chap is a tad high and all I could think was his tailoring bill.
Couple of strong men framing a window.
Naked tops and tails.