>Down in the south of the borough, something is stirring... bits and pieces, odds and ends, flotsam and jetsam, the offshoots and outcasts are coming together, a ragtag rabble, a motley collection of misfits, a gathering! From the margins and fringes they come, with one purpose, one destination, they represent a myriad of tribes, a cornucopia of clans, a stream of weathered rainbow threads woven together. A flowing, ebbing, pulsating river of life, of stories, myths and legends; follow their paths as they stalk through Southwark, tracing the routes of their ancestors. What are they? They are a mirror Southwark, a mirror... Who are they? They are you Southwark, they are you... They are coming!< Sounds like that "Non bonfire night" thing of wishy washyness ANYONE who says "cornucopia of clans" needs a frikkin front wedgie I ask you !