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Group of Ingress agents holding flags in Leadenhall Market in London

First Saturday in London at Leadenhall Market. Thanks for attending all! #ingress #ingressFS

One term we listened to the audiobook of The Hobbit on cassette tape and never got to the end before the teacher retired!

We were forced to do this at school - they'd play the cassette tape version of the book and we were supposed to read along. I'd always be way ahead with the reading than where the cassette tape was, so it tended to annoy me.

A group of Ingress agents holding flags in Cardinal Place in London

Ingress agents having fun in Westminster for Ingress First Saturday in London. We spotted pelicans while doing a banner in St James's Park! #ingress

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Oh, I think I've seen that safe! Although it was standing upside down when I saw it. No jewels in it then either.

The moon!

It's Thursday night and I'm dancing around the moon at the Museum of London Docklands, but I'm thinking about 25 years ago when on a Thursday night, I would have been dancing at the Dungeon.

Some wires and panels, quite pretty really.

A vat of fake peas!

Dials, many dials

A corridor with some pipes and red and white checked flooring.

I played London tourist and jumped aboard the HMS Belfast. A vat of fake peas, many dials, ladders to climb.

A tunnel with some pipes and white brick walls and the light is making it look a bit greenish.

A tunnel with cables above and the walls are white.

Another tunnel, glowing slightly.

Tunnels underneath the Brighton Pavilion.

A soft looking fence covered in stripey fabric in an art gallery.

A Laura Ashley fabric covered fence, in the Cosima Von Bonin exhibition, Upstairs Downstairs at Raven Row.

Today's sightings included a flash of bright blue above the river - a kingfisher! And a flash of bright red - a solar powered postbox!

Listening to extinct bird song and staring up at the giant Fibredog, a folkloric thatched creature, in the rain, at the Frieze sculpture park.

Tonight, a walk in the dark, and I've listened to the River Ravensbourne trickling and the trees rustling, and stood with one foot either side of the Meridian line.

A cardboard box strapped to a wrist, with a contact mic extruding over the top.

It's the latest fashion

Wandering around Peckham in the rain with a cardboard box on my wrist, listening to gates, manhole covers, walls, drainpipes, plants, after going to a Peckham Digital - Festival of Creative Computing workshop and assembling a "Surface Reader".

Getting up early and walking through the woods and swimming in the lake at sunrise feels like an adventure.

A pottery sherd with an eye and a nose on it, from a Bellarmine jug. A blue eye that is maybe a stone. A pink eye. (Please note, you need a permit to search or mudlark on the Thames foreshore.)

Three eyes I recently found on the Thames foreshore:

1. An eye from a bearded man on a Bartmann jug (16th or 17th century stoneware)
2. A pink eye, probably from a toy.
3. A mysterious blue eye, which could be a stone.

#mudlarking

A worn metal rectangular thing with "N P Brown" and "Prime" written on it. There are some tiny words under Prime that could say Johnson but they are difficult to make out.

A rusty metal tag that says 51 on it.

A mysterious metal object I found on the Thames foreshore, with "N P Brown" and "Prime" written on one side and "51" on the other. A token of some kind? What do people think? #mudlarking

A rusty piece of metal with a shell attached at the top.

A rusty piece of metal with a shell attached at the top. Shell ridges more visible.

The Thames is trying to craft its own tools.

I did. Such pretty demonstrations!

I was there earlier too! But probably left before you got there. Seems I missed many people there by going early.

An old domino. To search or mudlark on the Thames foreshore, you need a permit.

A domino I found on the Thames foreshore. Has anyone found the rest of the set and wants a game? #mudlarking

A glass shard glowing brightly under a UV light.

A collection of mudlarking finds, mostly pottery sherds, but also a yellow glass shard. (You need a permit to search or mudlark on the Thames foreshore.)

Uranium glass found on the Thames foreshore, glowing brightly.

The bottom of a ceramic jar, with the words "Maling" and "Newcastle" written on it. Found on the Thames foreshore. You need a permit to search or mudlark on the Thames foreshore.

The Thames must consume a lot of marmalade. Another piece of a Victorian marmalade jar I found on the foreshore. #mudlarking

A brown pottery sherd that says "Hooper" on it. A permit is needed to mudlark on the Thames foreshore.

A fragment of what was probably a late Victorian Hooper Struve ginger beer bottle, found on the Thames foreshore. #mudlarking

I did not lick it to see if I could taste the marmalade.

A large pottery sherd with many cracks that says "Maling" on it. Found on the Thames foreshore, with a permit.

A fragment of a Victorian marmalade jar, found on the Thames foreshore. Made by Maling, who were based in Newcastle.

I just assumed they were Enl in disguise.

The Bourdon Street Chippy by Lucy Sparrow. The food is made of felt.

A slice of bread that looks mouldy but is made from gemstones and a mattress, at the Gagosian, by Kathleen Ryan.

In this version of London, marmite on toast ice-cream is edible but other food is not.

Thank you! I suspect when it was functional, you could press it and Old Father Thames would jump out from the river to greet you.