The video is a few years old so the inevitable question arises - what happened to Allan Hill? An article from last year suggests he was still around even though development appears to be creeping up on his strange kingdom.
I enjoy stories like Mr Hill's even though I could never emulate it and would not wish to. There is an abiding fascination in spite of the obvious gaps in the story and his apparent difficulties in coping with life outside.
It is a common enough fascination because most of us, maybe all of us seem to need some degree of temporary isolation, opportunities to put aside the clamour of the world and pull ourselves together, opportunities to reassert our sense of self within the complex pressures of daily life.
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Nice to see the old car manufacturing plants of Islington again, with that silly old man wandering about just like the old days...
Where does he actually wash?
It reminds me of Bootle in 1941.
I sometimes think the distractions of ordinary life get in the way of serious thinking. But the history of hermits and hermitesses is not all that filled with creativity. Back to Christmas shopping and matters prosaic.
@ Demetrius: I wish you would say more on that.
Scrobs - the only Islington plant is probably a pot plant.
James - could be anywhere - nobody is watching.
Demetrius - Bootle must have left its scars.
Roger - maybe we need part-time hermits.
Sackers - yes, could be a good book in it.
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