Out and about working on the Playground of the Midlands project today and I have to say  I captured some of the most uninteresting images I can think of.   This maybe because I was working in areas where some of the largest and thereby plutocratic houses in the whole of Charnwood Borough are to be found.   There wasn’t any sense of life or individuality other than that brought with money.   As we walked the area there was one lone young boy kicking a football into a set of goals in garden of his house.  He had no friends to play with, no doubt they were at the local private school in Loughborough,  and so he just continued to kick the ball all alone amongst the vast wealth on display.   For a moment I got a vision of hell which in some way describes the lifeless perfect world amongst the plutocrats.