Last night, I visited another country: The Children’s Republic of Shoreditch. Working with the Ministry of Stories, a group of Hackney children have declared independence from the UK. It has its own embassy.
The Children’s Republic also has its own postal service (puts ours to shame) and, most importantly, its own spy network. Its immigration policy is somewhat lax, given that I was able to get a passport in about five minutes’ flat.
On Saturdays from 10-4, for the next few weeks, British and other foreign nationals may visit the country’s embassy. But only if they’re nice and well behaved. For example, the country’s postal staff has a zero tolerance policy for rude letters:
The Embassy has a freshly-painted yellow sign and can be found at 156 Hoxton Street, London, N16SH.