All Hallows’ Eve. I watched The Babadook – good. Half of The Thing (1982) – obviously astonishing, but my boo couldn’t stomach it, hence only half. And weirdly Damage (1992). I concluded my Halloween watching a naked Jeremy Irons performing the most absurdly gymnastic (and thus humorous) sex acts with Juliette Binoche – my personal highlights being Irons repeatedly banging Binoche’s head on the floor, Irons flailing his arms and legs around like he’s drowning in piss and shrieking like a baby upon issue.

I also hit up the Peckham Springs bar for a spot of lubrication and some style spotting. Here’s a handful of attendees who caught my eye.