Pogger, Ché and Kosy the Crackhead.
On the side of Bikology shop at Hyde Park Corner.
On the way home from Austria, I encountered a Dalek. Well, not really, but I got an enormous fright all the same. Standing guard outside the departure gates is an enormous iron chess king, some 20 feet tall. I'm fairly sure it wasn't there last time.
A plaque at the base reads:
HÄUPTLING KÖNIG, 1996
Corten - Stahl
We held a Secret Santa at work, and look what I got - my very own product prototype!
I am chuffed to bits with my present, and I can't bring myself to remove it from the packaging. Diabolos I can obtain anytime, but this is a work of art.
It suffered a few knocks on the
journey pub-crawl home, which lends an extra gnarl of authenticity. Like the last one left in Poundstretcher.
Bonus points for cutting the dirty green wellies out!