A standard installation on the roof of a standard block of council flats.  

I travelled to the site by bicycle, on a grey, damp, day. The area, on the edge of the St Paul’s district of Bristol, could certainly be described as ‘vibrant’, with lots of people on the street even on such a miserable day. Rawnsley House is next to a small park, and I sat on a bench in the rain there eating chicken and chips and drinking Lucozade. The food was excellent, and cost just one pound from the nearby chip shop.

The use of a camera got me into conversation with quite a few people, including the caretaker of the flats, so what had seemed at first like an utterly dreary MB21 assignment turned into a very interesting and cheery one.