bring me my chariot of fire!

A slide projector in a dark room cycles through a sequence of slides. Some from the A13, London, and others found in markets and basements around the city. Placed side by side, they show a front and back of English identity: fields and castles and churches, motorways and tyre shops and bus stops. This sequence is soundtracked by an overlapping conversations on the A13 between the director and her father, retracing a psychotic episode had on the A13 30 years ago.