Carrying on with my suburban archive. It’s gonna take some dedication, but if you collect those random objects scattered around the front porch of the copy-pasted houses you’ll be able to set up your own suburban nest in no time.
This one’s from Harrow, where pavements offer a decent variety of goods. There was a flip-flop lying on a small crossroad near the South Kenton station, lying there for weeks without moving an inch. Foolish of me not to document it from the beginning. It was gone two days after I started.