This was my first Banksy…  

Day 2 in London, hunting round Camden market for some decoration for my new room, how could I resist this little piece, hippy that I was?  (Am??).

“What a gorgeous idea”, I thought to myself, “…the hope that this generation of children will strive to achieve love amongst all the world’s people.”

I said as much to my friend when she came for a visit shortly after. 

“Really?  That poster makes you happy?”  she replied.  “That one always makes me so sad…  the poor little girl who has lost the love of her life….”

Isn’t it strange and wonderful how two people can look at the same image, yet see two completely different things? 

That manic human mind…  :)

Shortly afterwards, one delightful morning we found this on the wall of a gas station round the corner from our place in Fitzrovia…  

We thought "It can't be…",  But soon after it was covered in a nice thick piece of protective glass, so I guess it must be!  Banksy, you rascal...