A busy cashpoint at any time of the day or night. This is on a sunny Saturday morning, I'm getting out money to buy comics and cheese and pickle sandwiches. Hungover, of course. The 110 spycam (bought for 99p from a charity shop) is hard to aim, but I don't mind the bisected look. You can just about see that my hair is turquoise with pinkish patches -- I'd been to see Monsters Inc. the previous week.