please empty your brain below

Nice one.

Yay - one that me and Green Fairy guessed you would do

Loving the Ann Summers bit - we have one on Richmond High Street now and I imagine the many Mums round there will have to do the same sort of explanations to their kids.

tee hee hee
You managed to avoid the work p*rn radar (luckily) unlike blue-witch whose website has been banned at my place of work, (possibly the 'blue' connotations).
I couldn't do without one or other of you to read whilst I have my first coffee of the day!

Ooh, a dignified silence on the you-know-whats. VERY classy!

Thought you were from "a small village in Suffolk." Cos that's a bloody long way for a mother to accompany a son...to a London musical instrument shop.

dg writes: At age 10 I was living at the top of the Metropolitan line - rather closer to central London than the small Suffolk village I ended up in later.

I always thought that the song was two fingers at the record companies, as most of them had offices down Wardour St. Still, what do I know.

The Intrepid Fox (a goth/metal pub) on Wardour Street is the only pub I've ever been thrown out of... because I was wearing a shirt.

Yes, can I just add that I think it's utterly, utterly cool that you haven't said a word here about the thingummybobs, nor have you started pleading your readers to vote for you. I am consumed with admiration. Bravo.

ScaryD - reading the song's lyrics, I hope rape and pillage weren't normal behaviour in the record companies of 70s Wardour Street...

"Law and order take a turn for the worst,
In the shape of a size 10 boot.
Rape and murder throughout the land,
and they tell you that you're still a free man.
It's Doctor Marten's Apocalypse!"


What? Listen to the WORDS?

Ah.

I'm sure you'd be pleased to see the Tour de France kick off its first two stages in London!

"I saw you shopping in Europa on Wardour Street..."

That's another Underworld lyric commemorating a lost gem...almost.

The cow bells haven't gone yet, but should you care to know more there is a public exhibition of the plans for the Swiss Centre next week - Wednesday to Friday.

I've not heard the cowbells in years - I guess I just keep walking past at all the wrong (or the right) times.

Love the review of the Steak house,
I feel queasy just reading it.

the Swiss Centre has to go, it's making the whole of Leicester Square look classy (which it isn't, it's completely rubbish)

What a track, not their best, but pretty damn excellent all the same.

Hope you've got your tickets for next Friday.










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