I'm loving this new Google Where's Wally game. I've identified a couple of work colleagues having a crafty fag outside my office in central London.
(btw, judging by the Euro 2008 signs outside the Larrik, and the Evening Standard headlines outside Finsbury Pk station, I'd say they mapped our neck of the woods on the afternoon of Monday 23rd June last year)
We've been playing Where's Wally too. I spotted a colleague outside the office - he's in at least 3 pictures from different angles at different stages of crossing the road! Another of my colleagues is also in a shot and she says she remembers seeing the van going past at the time.
Good work on pin-pointing the date mapsa! Have you thought of a career in private investigatism? (Is that even a word?!)
I agree that the 23rd is a probable date since the position of my recycling bin suggests it has been flung up the path. This happens every Monday, and the 23rd was a Monday...
I tried that too - was trying to see what the view was like from next to the reservoir, but that whole stretch off road is not included. Presumably something to do with not wanting our water supply tampered with, unless there is something secret going on under there...
Ultimate humiliation. I've found myself fag in hand outside the White Lion. I can't for the life of me think WTF dragged me in there on an afternoon last summer. Now I think back I remember the google car going down the road. It looked like the little Islington smart cars with CCTV on the top but it was black. Now I'm shamed for the world to see
I'll have to check that out...
My mother, who lives in Liverpool, has been addicted to this for the past few days. She loves it! She's been all over and only today did she form the opinion that it might be a bit invasive! I had to laugh.
i totally don't get the "invasion of privacy" or "invitation to burglars" thing - surely it's no different than just walking/driving around? if you step outside, surely you can have no expectation of privacy. if i take a photo in the street and then put it online, there's no reason for me to blur faces or car registration plates. i know plenty of borderline obsessive-compulsive photographers, who document *everything*, and upload it all to flickr or facebook or whatever, and there's no moral panic about these people.
Thanks for remembering me David, however I have to say that the last time I was in Fonthill Road was about 1949. Looking at the road now in GSV doesn't awaken any sign of recognition. Then it was a dump, really.
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(btw, judging by the Euro 2008 signs outside the Larrik, and the Evening Standard headlines outside Finsbury Pk station, I'd say they mapped our neck of the woods on the afternoon of Monday 23rd June last year)
Now I'm shamed for the world to see