I am so pleased! I have found some graffiti in Harpenden!
I don’t know what it says about me that I’ve been missing the scuzzy old painted walls and the illegible tags of Edinburgh, but I have. I don’t feel like I’ve got to the soul of a place until I’ve seen what its street artists and discontented youth are inclined to scribble across its blank surfaces.
So when I was wandering into town this week and my eye was caught by some black text stencilled on the wall of the wine store, I was thrilled. I ambled up for a closer look. And it was this: