Shoreditch is full of works of street art like this. I liked the fake Evening Standard headline at the bottom.
Dreaming of a flat white Christmas...well, it is Shoreditch after all.
Distinctly less hipsterish, an impressive new tower block.
A hipster Santa Claus. He's got the beard, anyway. Prince Philip probably thinks he's a terrorist.
You have to keep an eye open walking around the area - bits of guerrilla art like this pop up everywhere.
A fantastic old house in Princelet street, near Brick Lane. The Georgian houses in this street were originally occupied by Huguenots fleeing religious persecution in France in the 1700s.
The oranges in this Christmas wreath, on a door in Princelet Street, were real.
A monkey played chess off Brick Lane. This was actually hidden away; I discovered it off an alleyway.
Bunny in Pizza Express.
The girl's got attitude.
"This is just the way I normally stand"
Hooray for yellow paint!
Pulling the Devil's nose. He doesn't look happy.
Not posing at all.
A beer-drinking snowman. Trixie doesn't care.
A gritty urban backdrop.
Is that REAL gold?
A good motto for the New Year!
In the fantastically peculiar Novelty Automation arcade - lots of strange mechanical games.
Getting ready for the frontal lobotomy.
Divorce proceedings...the house actually splits in half.
Hands up, Don't shoot.
A mixture of shop interior and reflection in Shoreditch.
Getting well out of hipster territory, the walkie-talkie building. I actually don't like it much when viewed from afar, but it's quite impressive up close.
An impressive Neo-Gothic development in the City.
North Korean missile launch silo.
Or it may just be the Gherkin and its reflection.
The wonderful Lloyds building, always worth a photograph.
Street lights and skyscrapers.
Trixie loves tinsel!
Seeing in the New Year in usual chaotic fashion.