all porters shutting up shop to head home or to the pubs until Sunday night, when for them it all starts over again.
They used to be covered head to toe in blood, not these days.
Found this charming blog whilst looking for pictures of The Hope, that still does great breakfasts oh! and great beer.
https://www.vice.com/en/article/gqmqv3/ ... inkers-120
I used to have this building just round the corner overlooking the market, not a clever place to think
of a top floor deluxe warehouse apartment, plus the open trains behind +
Fabric nightclub, + lorries + loud cockney ribald humor..
'Unless of course, one is totally tone deaf and desensitized to vibrations...
I gave up the idea of living there dead quick, after a week back to the tranquility of Turnmill St
and my gaff in The Tardis.
Ps: 2.13Kg Bearfields Prime Gammon Joint "Give us £9 quid for cash "
