An occasional series in which we highlight an important social issue that the mainstream media won’t touch: the plight of London’s increasingly neglected toy animals.
You know how it is in London. There are celebrity animals everywhere, and it just ain't cool to be seen to recognise them, let alone pester them. But sometimes one wonders if perhaps they could do with a little help.
Londonist Flickr contributor captainmcdan spotted this sad and sorry looking plush purple deposit in Crystal Palace recently: closer inspection revealed that it bore an uncanny resemblance to a certain asinine literary superstar. This was further borne out by a barely audible bray of "Thanks for noticing me.."
This is possibly the most kapok-gut wrenchingly poignant example of erstwhile-cuddly toy abandonment that we have witnessed to date. Notice the abject stance, withers to the wind, dirt and rain soaked fur, head cast down in despair, all memory of Hundred Acre Wood expunged.
One wonders how many passers-by had crossed to the other side to avoid meeting the downcast felt-and-plastic gaze of the poor critter. Even for one so famously pessimistic, this is a murky end indeed. Still, at least his tail was still attached.
Keep your eyes peeled and your cameras primed for further examples of toy animal distress, and send your evidence to email@example.com.