You can't trust your parents

Things have been quiet here-perhaps cos of a short film I recently saw on the underground-Young hoodie in his bedroom does a quick sketch of a tag, then grabs his bag , kisses mum goodbye and heads out the door. Mum and dad immediately jump up, head for his room and start trashing the place. Imagine the hoody's surprise when he returns from his night's work. Makes you think ,eh?

Personally I like this bold approach of an earlier era spotted in the area behind the Tate Modern. Never mind the CCTVs...this certainly worked with me. I was on my best behaviour until well into the night when, admittedly, the wheels did fall off. But I put that down to a lack of signage in north London.