I was meeting my Dad for lunch at London Bridge, so I was sort of mooching around up near the Northern line barriers, waiting for him to turn up. After about 20 minutes the CCTV camera began to follow me around, and I had a solid ten minutes of giggles hiding behind a pillar then jumping out from each side to fool the camera. Happy times. Then, bored of that I wandered over to the Photo-Me photo booth. I always hang about these booths if I'm waiting about in a tube station as if I'm going to make some huge Amelie (forget the subtitles and watch in glorious French) type discovery. This time, there actually were two sheets of photos perched on top of the booth. These things cost £4+ a set so it's strange that anyone would pay, then sit to have their photo taken, then leave without them. I bring them to you now in all their glory. |
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