My escape from the East End came via the Royal Society of Arts. I entered and won the typography section of their design bursaries scheme (at that time you were eligible to enter for up to a year after leaving college). FHK Henrion was the chairman of the judging panel and got in touch and offered me a job. And so I swapped 'the drain' and the number 15 bus for the Northern Line and Belsize Park station. Then a quick jog up Haverstock Hill before cutting through Hampstead Green:
Which took me to the first floor of 35 Pond Street:
And I've told you lots about those times already: here (sorry, that's one of those early posts where TypePad managed to lose the pictures), here and here.