John Simon Ritchie aka Sid Vicious

Sid Vicious.  Bassist. The Sex Pistols.

Punk.  Never really heard much but always liked the image.  In London around Picadilly Circus I had seen groups of youths with purple mohawks and leather around 2006. I was taking pictures and they ducked and the girls swore at me.  Really mean looking guys, all clutching brown paper bags with liquor bottles inside.  One sweeter and less abusive one told me she would get them to pose for a quid.  I played along and gave her a coin.  And they did! Goddamn it Punk sold out!  And, what a show. Tongue studs, group poses, tattoos, I started laughing at them and they turned out to be just kids making a quick buck .  Not tough at all. Kind of sweet as they sat huddled together sharing cigarettes and chewing gum waiting for tourists to take their picture.  The first girl told me she may go on to “Uni”.  Well, hope she did.  I’m sure they are not all that sweet, but there was really not much aggression compared to the image.   Kids hanging out in Five points, Atlanta seemed more dangerous (and probably are!).  The pickup was in an empty lot near home in Pashan, Pune. 

Baner Pashan Link Road.

Of Mus Musculus and Men

Seller of Java Plums ( Jamun)

We have a small garden along the back and side of my house.  Behind our house is a large piece of land that belongs to the Indian Military.  One small barrack and a laundry facility sit in one corner.  The rest is covered with scrub and a few acacia trees and provides a home for many birds and small animals. These creatures regularly make their way into my garden.  Mongoose(s)( geese?), bandicoots, snakes, lizards of  many different types are frequent visitors. One shiny lizard beauty locally called “A snakes aunty”, these regularly occupy my shoes in the winter.   Various birds also come to our garden.  One red eyed crow pheasant, Greater Coucal or Bharadwaj ( local) cocks his head and stares at us through the upstairs bedroom window from his perch on our coconut tree.   But these are the welcome visitors.  The last four years I have spent in this house, we have had mice come indoors for nesting. Some small, cute and brown, some large field monsters.  Mice babies are also really ugly, naked translucent with no fur, closed eyes and tiny claws.  The past winter I successfully barricaded all openings and diligently closed all doors and windows at night and we have not had any mice!  A  personal  victory for me over those... rodents!   Damages include: Innumerable packs of tea leaves, soaps, motherboard/controller washing machine,  books, book case, clothes, wiring, wooden furniture etc.