On guard

I find my self unexpectedly in Hendon this afternoon for reasons I won't bore you with.

I'm trying to find the back way into Brent Cross when I spot this sign outside a rather ramshackle caravan park. I'm just thinking to myself "that's expecting a lot of the poor animal", when one of the occupants decided to chase me down the road.

I thought for a moment about having the "what's the problem mate" conversation then decided to adopt the Martin Parr approach and walk swiftly and purposefully in the other direction, not looking back.

At a safe distance the guy backed off and I was able to snap this front aspect.

With all due respect there didn't seem a lot to nick!