Architects, eh? It’s tough being a hyper-qualified visionary, devoted to masterplanning our public spaces, or maybe just the conveniences at Poplar railway station. Sometimes these speccy boffins need to let their hair down.
As if to prove it, Mae Architects sent us an illustrated postcard of two gents shooting up while awaiting the late-running 8.19am to Farringdon. No one was around to answer the phone when we rang to ask what the substance was.
‘Stimulating, convenient, clean and safe’, says the strapline. We hope they haven’t OD’d. Give us a call when you’re back from programme, boys so we know you’re ok.