Wednesday, 8 October 2025

A FADED "BASTAD."

 


I took this pic about a year ago. Already fading, I can now report that this "BASTAD", which could then be seen on the approach to Brentford Station, has now completely disappeared.

In this image, you can see that some charming individual, has spat on the "B", globules of their sputum running down the concrete. Maybe they are a tagging rival of BASTAD'S, or maybe they just don't like bad spelling. 

Thursday, 23 March 2023

SOFA SO GOOD.

 


I took this pic whilst passing under a railway bridge on the A406 in London. There are many SOFAs emblazoned around this part of the North Circular.  Why someone would choose SOFA as their tag bemuses me. Maybe for them it means something other than settee.

Tuesday, 9 August 2022

 I took this pic a while ago and forgot about it. As a tag it's just...well, bad in every way. "SKAG." For those of you that don't know, Skag is British slang for Heroin.

Maybe taking Heroin is a hobby of the scrawler of this awful piece of graffiti. If that's the case, it's probably their only hobby...other, that is, from robbing old ladies.

 


 

Saturday, 5 March 2022


 

 Recently I found another rubbish tag.


Me: Why do you call yourself "Pooz"?

Pooz: 'Coz it's what I do, innit?


Without looking hard at all, I found three large "Pooz" around the A4 in Brentford, West London.

AZBOW

 

In the UK, an ASBO is an Anti Social Behaviour Order. They're applied by the courts and are intened to stop people behaving in a way that is unwanted by others.

I don't know whether or not the creator of this tag has been issued with an ASBO and has taken it upon themselves to embrace that state of being, changing the spelling in a way that they think is cool. But I've heard that some people issued with such, see it as a badge of honour!

This scrawl was photographed on one of the pillars that hold up the A4 Elevated Section in Boston Manor Park, Brentford, in the UK.

Lager.

 

Another wonderful pseudonym, "LAGER"! LAGER's tag can be seen up and down the railway line from Brentford Station. It was, at the time I took this picture, unknown if he had a friend called "CIDER" or if he had a girlfriend called "STELLA".

 But then I saw this next tag in North London........

 

.......What goes with lager?........

 


 

........Yep, Crisps!

The One That Got Away.

 The one I couldn't get a picture of, but that I went searching for, only to find that it had been painted over, was "Uncle Methy Says...." followed by some illegible nonsense.

Yeah, I'm going to take the advice of someone called "Uncle Methy"! The best thing about this badly scrawled piece of graffiti was that it had been emblazoned on the side of the defunct local police station.

He probably thought that he had been sending a message of some kind, sticking it to The Man, but by calling himself "Uncle Methy", I think he'd lost any credibility he might of gained with the unintelligible scrawlings after his adopted moniker.

A FADED "BASTAD."

  I took this pic about a year ago. Already fading, I can now report that this "BASTAD", which could then be seen on the approach ...