Annette Curtain

Is humiliation involved ?

Talfourd Road is nice enough at the top, but goes down hill from there towards Peckham One very nice lady actress lives along there (top end of course)

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- I do not wish to be seen as a martyr, but > if I must ride to Coventry naked on horse back I'd pay to see that, but surely it'd be 'shanks pony' no ?

It's OK as much as schloss gloss goes, but with so many films made or tweaked within a billimeter of reality, right here in the UK, they have to come surely What is suprising is that the 'mericans turn out to let us see them , sans CGI. I mean Tom hanks looks like he's permanently CGI'd and others who I didn't even recognise were there (my son pointed out who was who after- huh really, ok !) Gorgeous Di Caprio stands out wherever he goes, I could lick him for hours, but Brad? What's happened to Brads neck, is he beefing up again for another film. He's a hunk of something for sure Lastly, there's something of the Village Fete about some of our British actors. I like them in most parts, but they're slightly mis matched undies and dogs on the sofas, no ? It's part of the charm I suppose Saint Steven was funny, he knew he was messing with their heads

Ok mourning its loss aside (it WILL be back) I've been eating here regularly since 1995 (I think) and through all my life changes since then, it's been an odd kind of joy, a constant. If i'd been away when I was single, i'd return to London and eat here. It confirmed I was home. Nothing beat the anonymity of sitting on the ground level, eating and gazing at the passing human traffic. Tea & food along with the constant buzz of the place. I also had some very odd, almost kafkaesque experiences in there. One day, whilst eating alone, the pay phone on the wall above my table rang. It was the one on the mirrored wall, pre refurb 1 days The waiter answered (leaning over the table) listened and grunted the same 'uhh' repetitively, he then put down the phone and walked briskly outside. He returned, took up centre position at the service counter and stared ahead, without any expression The phone rang again, this time he was rather more animated "UHH..UHH..UHH" with a few added high speed barks down the phone. Again he hung up and this time, with another member of staff he sped outside. The thought that someone had gone without paying crossed my mind, but with the meat BBQ area by the door, I feared for their chances Both returned, both stoney faced and I ate on. The phone rang yet again, the waiter answered, only this time it was like a mad scene from The Pink Panther. The waiter became flushed red and highly animated, barking further down the phone. Again hanging up and with other members of staff in tow leaving the building. Only to yet again return, place himself centre as before and hold it together The tension was palpable, but nothing yet slipped through his stoney exterior. I was best positioned to watch the whole event unfolding and I was intrigued What broke the silence was a black uniformed man walking into the front lobby area. Not a notable uniform, just plain black. It could have been a private security or a similar type, but as it turns out he was a fire officer. "Who's the manager here?" he enquired The animated but keeping it together waiter/manager looked and paused, but just as he went to speak, the uniformed man spoke again "No matter, Ladies and gentlemen please gather your belongings together quietly and leave THIS BUILDING IS ON FIRE" To which the waiter/manager replied "No is OK...FIRE ONLY UPSTAIR" It was divine, I nearly choked laughing. We left and as I did so I offered up and was relieved of a fiver. The fire brigade had by then pulled up & a scene from a movie ensued, all high tech gadgets and fire officers, remote water cannons and cameras taking over I stood in awe as flames and smoke licked off the roof, even gulping a little of that smoke unwittingly. Choking but somehow smiling as I made good my escape from the chaos It closed for over a year after that, but like the Pheonix it was reborn. Pinker, smarter and with some irony, staff sporting "UPSTAIRS-DOWNSTAIRS" Tiger sponsored t-shirts Lets hope it comes back, all pimped and glam but still with the soul it's always possessed "HOW MANY, UPSTAIR" will be music to my ears

It's closed, went past at mid-night to pay my respects It does say it will open under 'new management' though, after a refurb My heart has that sinking feeling *dons second black armband*

Great institutions of London that close their doors for the last time. Today I wear a black armband for the majestic and much lauded... Wong Kei in Wardour Street W1 http://www.standard.co.uk/goingout/restaurants/rude-awakening-at-wong-kei-7431958.html Doors closed on Friday *quietly mops a tear* I've been going here for 20 odd (and at times friggin mad) years. I'm genuinely heart broken, as this place has been a base line of comfort in this city God blees ya ! Edited to ad link

Just remember, DaveR is predominantly a cyclist

Don't but a Renault I'll come piggy back your whole family, rather than see a Renault in your possession Go Golf if you can, they come in Blue btw

Oh fekk, did I have an overhang on Friday morning A handful of Ibruprofen/paracetamol with half and half flat water/san pellegrino, got me through the first bit However, halfway during a rather full on meeting I thought I was going to keel over Nailed it at lunch with a bowl of Pho Finally nailed it with the 'hair of the dog' later that evening Irn Bru aside, is there actually a cure tho ?

*sits on hands*

Littlehamton maybe

Salsaboy Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I thought that was Quids. No, Quids dresses to the right

I'm polishing my helmet and best frock for this Is it heels or casual ?

Nice = Vanilla ED deli is run by a c-nut Give y'self a break Anyway, whatevs, we is the s'af London posse Respec