Albert asleep in the shade of a parked car. Albert is no longer with us. He was often seen perched on top of wheelie bins on windowsills or sprawled in front gardens. He seemed to have been around for ever and would often respond to the petting of passers by. His owner would leave up signs for people to stop feeding him as he was not well in later life and was on a 'strict' diet. I called him Adolf, before I knew he was called Albert.
This is a phone photo of the once infamous Railway Hotel, now a restaurant. The railway line that passes over the bridges once had a stop at Barrington Road in Brixton. It was closed in the 1950s.
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