Leah Crouch End Whore ❤️

About Sheffield

“Friend, that’s more’n I got to say.”

On permanent exploration of places, pubs, people and new music.

After that, I stroll down to Crouch End Broadway. It’s packed, as usual. People everywhere, dogs, kids, the whole shebang. I bump into my mate, Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s ranting about how he saw a pigeon steal a chip from a kid. I mean, who knew pigeons had such guts?

Hurst Avenue House, Crouch End, North London