*Bob*

He was pretty-much BBC royalty. Add to this that the 70's were a great decade for turning a blind eye.. Can't say I doubt the majority of the allegations for a minute.

I think when you're forced to list an auction house, a place to bury the dead, and the UK's worst DIY shed as 'appealing local amenities', there is clearly some room for improvement. There is a eye-popping vintage shop though.

Most societies (ancient and modern) naturally gravitate towards organising themselves in various strata. Higher, lower, richer, poorer, important, unimportant, better, worse. The various peoples scattered across the globe can be so different - and yet exhibit so many common traits. Of course there are differences in the ways in which those shared traits are manifested - they have been defined by local culture / history / etc - but the common traits remain. 'Class' is just a word, particularly and popularly attributed to Britain, but you'll discover different manifestations of something similar almost everywhere you care to look.

It's all a lie - there is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Only Penge.

Even the bus announcement sounds incredulous.

If I ever get my hands on the one who started it.. why I outta...

Just to get in before someone else does. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FiLCwuc_RaY Tuning the violin = comedy masterstroke

Britain may have a particularly pervy obsession with class (as demonstrated on here, week in, week out) but if you think such stuff doesn't exist in nearly every other corner of the globe, you're dreaming. India.. China.. The Americas, Japan, Africa.. Even Australia, mate.

Sorry about the bopping. I put it down to having seen 'The Warriors' one time too many.

A pretty good summation there Mr Ben. And having more places of interest in Peckham and Camberwell should hardly be a cause for dejection.. You can walk there from ED. All too often these things just become a shouting match about bars and restaurants.. Like all anyone ever does is eat out and drink until the bell rings. You have to actually live in between those times.. And ED is still good for living. There's a fishmonger which has never disappointed. A wine shop without a bottle of Jacob's Creek in sight. SMBS, a small shop with lots of things you're looking for. A butchers which is decent, the meat van which is better. The best off-licence for miles around (remember when Boss Man got The Finger on here when it first opened..?). Cheese. Barbers. DIY. Greenggrocers. A proper locksmith. AJ Farmer, because sometimes you just need 100 pairs of latex gloves and plastic bowl in a hurry. A pretty-looking deli to, er, walk past. A bookshop with a good sense of humour. Health Matters for the snake oil which (grits teeth) my other half loves so dearly. A Saturday market which actually has some things you might want.. finally. All this stuff is all packed into a very small area. It's downright satisfying to walk five minutes to the shops, get most of the things you're looking for and then bop home.

That's right, Ted. Legend has it you can eat a shit curry every night of the week and never eat in the same curry house twice. We're so lucky, here on The Laaaaaane.

Oh go on then... where's the harm? Working Class: The Only Ones / Another Girl, Another Planet Middle Class: Stooges / I Wanna Be Your Dog Upper Class: Led Zep / Since I've Been Loving You

It's like when they stopped called it 'Channel Five' and just started calling it 'Five'. Naturally - I sold my television immediately, totally disgusted.

dolium volvitur

There can't be anyone left on the streets of Britain who shalt not recite the mantra EEE MAY ACT LIKE A BUFFOON BUT EEES DEAD CLEVER REALLY INNEE when questioned. Ok, so everyone is agreed that he's not as stupid as he looks, or acts etc etc, but it doesn't necessarily follow that he must be, you know, the smartest man alive; the political puppetmaster with a thousand lesser brains dancing on invisible strings - to the subsonic beats and pulsing of his giant superbrain. Do me a a favour!

Daas anyone still gah dahn the old dog an' chain? Ap 'Olbourn way? Farkin 'ell I 'ad sam fackin' fan in there. Me an' Chaz. An' Dickie. RIP now, o'couwse.. gawd..

coat hangers, anyone? http://www.eastdulwichforum.co.uk/forum/read.php?28,953001,953187#msg-953187

This just in.. People Still Trying All Sorts Of Weird Stuff In Vain Hope Of Looking Younger For Longer Shocker.. read all abaht it.

they aren't / never

DIRTY! yes.. mmmmmmmm I don't like the new 'slim squares with the wavy top' though. Lipstick on a pig.

Sometimes you don't want high cocoa solids with tobacco top-notes and a bitter finish. Sometimes you just want a dirty great bar of Galaxy. Actually, nearly every time.

Did you mean 'normal sized people that cause you irrational rage'? I blame Ben. And Jerry.

It's the grooviest, mostly chilled-out Unilever ice cream eveerrr, duuuuude. Peace out, man.

You definitely need a good covering of Wisteria to pick-up Men and Motors. Sometimes we have to adjust the rose bush to get Dave. Experimentation is the key.

How's that iPad working out anyway, 'Rot?