Down the Lane at Christmas time, Mistletoe. And expensive mulled wine. Good luck if you think you can buy a house here, Tangerines, sourdough and facial hair beer?. Fresh pasta and sushi and other such fads, Nick Drake on the iPhone and Hipster Lite dads, A long queue at Begbie's for a thin number five, A pint at the Bishop for a post Sainsbo's skive. Shops selling good stuff, stores selling shite, Boulangerie Jade. Roullier White. And suits off the train as they march with their feet, Shopkeepers bid Fox good day down the street, (Pushing my buggie without inhibition, For a warm spiced rum. At the Great Exhibition.)