This paper considers the exploration of, and performance on, a single street in Exeter, UK, as guided by an idea of 'mythogeography' and a determination to address a place as a multiplicity of meanings, objects, accretions, rhythms and exceptions.

There is frankness of discussion and remark. For instance, it is quite usual for a visiting member of the staff to ask, ‘How is your temper these days?’ The reply might be, ‘I haven’t lost my rag for a week,’ which is an achievement.

Wenger's wild celebrations with his players and backroom staff told the story - and made it eight wins in Arsenal's last nine games.

Degrade and creaturize that mundane soul.