A sunny day walking around brick lane, deep in the heart of the east end of london. city boys mix with street sweepers and stall holders. the market is being set up and everyone is busy going somewhere and doing something. food smells waft past my nose and i am distracted from my graffiti hunting with the invitation to an american brunch. pancakes,waffles,french toast,sausage and bacon all drenched in maple syrup and washed down with coca cola poured from glass bottles.