Everyday

I don’t own a Ferrari and never will, so I wasn’t sure a Sunday morning Cars & Coffee was a morning for me. I went anyway, and read a black silhouette, a white one and an impossibly wide one off their shapes alone, only to find I’d photographed a Daytona SP3, a McLaren P1 and my first ever Pagani Utopia. You don’t need to own the car to belong on the square.

5 min read • Micro-case study included

London’s most overwhelming market, and somehow one of my favourite places in it. Thousands of people, traders shouting over the trains, dozens of languages, and a white cane in the middle of all of it. The first time, I fled to a burger at the edge. Now I queue twenty-five minutes for a sausage roll and mean it.

8 min read · Survival strategies included