I’ve been speculating on the past, present and future of specific locations that I spend time with. Each site had bold modernist ambitions, plus a previous life which I evoke through ghost-like apparitions from times gone by. The sites are now at a turning point where they are about to be re-generated. 

 

Apparently an ancestor of mine walked turkeys to London from Cambridgeshire, a 3 month gentle stroll, fattening them up along the way. My drover has reached Poultry, part of Cheapside market, where he might be delivering his flock. 

Other mythical ancestors include a highwayman, shoeshine boy, carpenter, lamplighter and bill poster.