Weird Weed.

London/pile of clothes/yesterday

What’s that smell?

Weed.

Where are we?

I think you can call it a courtyard.

Not a car park then?

Well, there’s a car over there, but that’s probably a football-netball court.

So why can I smell weed?

That will be those guys, over there graffiti-ing.

What are we doing here?

Waiting.

What for?

The photo shoot to finish.

We’re on a photo shoot?

We are.

Behind Trellick Tower?

It’s a cool tower.

Are you in the photos?

Not really.

Am i?

Non-plus.

There’s that non-plus again.

I’m feeling French.

Why?

Because I’m in England – I always feel more French in England.

But you’re English.

I feel more English in France.

You’re weird.

You’re weirder.