For the past 3 weeks, I have walked past this little Christmas tree on my way into work every day.
It makes me feel a bit sad, to be honest.
It looks like it has been locked up for drinking a couple of cans of lager (bottom left of the photo), and has drunkenly slumped against the wall, no longer able to stand up straight.
It’s slowly fading too, its vibrant green has dulled dramatically – although it’s obviously a non-drop as there are barely any needles on the floor. Which is more than you can say for a lot of doorways in Camden!