As my research into ATD27 deepens, so my surroundings continue to morph into the required form for the grand finale. The old Stratford Shopping Centre, just south of the all new, all singing dancing gambling and puking Westfield, has been disguised with some vast creepy giant eyes on stilts/martian invaders as last seen in War of The Flipping Worlds. Or The Tripods.
"Sweet baby Jesus!" I thought, tunefully. "These pigs are straight hijacking the very piss by this point!"
As I type jet black drones hover outside my window circling the new stadia like fat flies. The sky is blue, and pregnant.
ATD, Nu Olympia, 26 March 2012