I’ve been all over this town, walking and cycling its streets to make this picture. From green leafy suburbs to desolate brown wastelands, piled high with scrap and rubble. From the sharp suited financial center and smart west end boutiques to grim east end industrial estates and noisy street markets. I’ve braved its traffic snarled roundabouts in grimy rain, and climbed its hills to watch the leaden river turn to gold in the evening sun.

But I didn’t take photos of any of these sights, I’ve just left them to my memories and your imagination. Instead I’ve made a picture that recites the famous London nursery rhyme, through the names of its streets. Each frame is taken in sequence so the film acts as a record of my journeys. Some of the streets touch on the life I’ve lived in the city; the road I was born in, places I’ve lived, my wife’s home before we were married, the site of my first school…

And it pretty much took over my life in the four months it took to make! Approx distance traveled, 1,000 miles.