living south magazine

[SimonM]

The "Now meet your customers" page in the media pack is especially entertaining. I see now why we no longer receive it here: wrong age, wrong gender and don't find the thing either credible or, uh, inspirational... :)

[Strawbs]

been in Ed for 14 months and never seen it unfortunately.. I'l like to though..

[James]

"Salad leaves us green with envy"

Snuggled in between a local hardware store and an undertakers might not be the obvious place for a vegetarian restaurant on Lordship Lane but we were more than happy to chance our arm on a wet Tuesday night.

A warm welcome ushered away any thoughts of a depressing experience and we were soon ooh-ing and aah-ing over the menu. Beansprouts in a chili tang and Bluegrass Pancakes whisked away any thoughts of the usual veggie fare, and we were soon looking forward to our main courses. Bean curd failed to live up to its rhyming slang and tasted delicious in a Shitake mushroom sauce, whilst my partner's Roast Tuber Roast was rich and warm. Puddings were delicious too and shooed away any thoughts that veggies can't have fun too. We shared a yoghurt and honey layer cake which was absolutely. Our groaning stomachs decided against coffee. I predict a bright start for this neighbourhood newcomer. **** ?? :0)) ???

Where is this place? It sounds like heaven!

[bigbadwolf]

I may be accused of going slightly off topic here, but I'll do it anyway.

I live in the vastly superior borough of Lewisham and as residents, we recieve a monthly circular called Lewisham Life. I know there are critics of this publication but I find it an informative and slick window into the inner workings of the Council.

It came through the door yesterday evening and I was pleased to read about a new initiative the council is pursuing. When a teenage resident turns 18 they recieve a personal birthday card from the Mayor, Steve Bullock. I know that this is a platform to encourage young people to use their vote, and Lewisham's planning department are about as bent as a nine bob note, but it's still a pleasant gesture on behalf of the local authority.

Another article I was even more pleased to see was a story into the self build houses pioneered by the inovative Architect Walter Segal. There are two of these sites in the borough but the article focused on the one on Honor Oak road. The resident they interviwed was the charming Rastafarian David Dayes whose son Jamal I went to school with. We remain firm friends and although he's left home it's always a pleasure to be invited to the annual street party thrown in Walters way to commemorate the completion of the cutting edge project.

[caz]

Used to get it but havn't for about 3 years!

[JDR]

We used to get it until about 3-4 months ago. No sign recently

Anstey Road, Peckham

[cupid_stunt]

In my experience the first sign of a publisher in trouble begins with basic distribution problems. Advertisers will get their copies but few others will. Any 'decent' mag worth its pagination will be ABC'd. If it isn't then as a publisher you can say what you like...

[Ladymuck]

It rings a bell, but certainly haven't seen it for years (if ever we did) - Sains. DKH area

[Mrs TP]

For some reason I was thinking about Jenny Eclair's column in this the other day and realised we haven't had an issue for months (Nutbrook SE15). Probably not had one this year but used to pop through the door every month for 5+yrs before that.

[SteveT]

It used to have interesting stuff about local streets and how they got their names, but more importantly I discovered this forum:))

Sorry I am getting it confused with SE22:-$

[Ted Max]

A close-cropped picture of a local architectural detail adorns the front cover. Its relevance is never explained within the issue.

The editor welcomes the current month: always her favourite, and ever the busiest for commerce and culture in our SE haven.

A local artist makes murals in people's back gardens from used baked bean tins. Perhaps you could be persuaded to commission one? The photographer makes the most of a cloudy day.

An unknown actress who lives in an adjoining postcode enthuses about her equity minimum role at the Old Vic. It transpires that she admires Kevin Spacey's artistic ideals and likes nothing more than browsing local vintage clothing stores, but is hard-pushed to expand further on either topic.

The internet is scraped bare for historical details of a local landmark. Although the item is trailed as the first of a series, further episodes are never printed.

The editor, having glommed a free weekend at a country house hotel feels compelled to write about it. The hotel owner's former, but brief, residency in a flat in Brockley is introduced as justification for the article.

A cluster of local shops is profiled. There is, the intro tell us with crushing inevitability, something for everyone in this up and coming area. The petfood store has not submitted its 75 words by deadline, so an unattributed photo of a dog in a hat is substituted instead.

[macroban]

That sounds similar to the South Circular magazine - which I have not seen for a long time either.

[HonaloochieB]

The way TM describes it is exactly the way I remember it.

Christ, I don't half miss it.

If it was printed on more absorbent paper it'd be bloody near perfect.

[Narnia]

d77 Wrote:

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> Hi,

>

> I am currently advertising in the Living South

> magazine, can you please tell me if you have not

> recieved your magazine in the last 4 months with

> thanks. Dominic

We received the August edition. Not sure exactly when though. We're on CP Road.

[Pugwash]

SE22 arrived today but Living South I have not had for over 6 months. A work colleague living in Crystal Palace used to get it as well and pointed out that he had not received a copy at all this year

[indiepanda]

I'm on Crystal Palace Rd and have lived here over a year and haven't ever received Living South

[FatherJack]

Hi D77

It's just hit the mat September 09 issue.........It's "the all about the schools" issue..........

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

Same here. Though someone like to point out to the delivery bod that two bins, two bells, Flat A & Flat B markings might be a bit of clue that two copies would have been good.

[Ted Max]

Two times zero is still zero, PGC.

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

To clarify, the "same here" was to the above post - it had just thudded on the mat.

[Ted Max]

Indeed. And I was endeavouring to point out that even if the desired two copies had thudded on your mat, instead of one, you would still have been in possession of sod all.

[woofmarkthedog]

Wot Foxie said re Lewisham, best borough I have ever lived in.

Southwark is ok but imagine living in Lambeth ( again ...) never !

Grr

W**F

[bigbadwolf]

Thank you Woof. I've tried to tell them all but they wont listen. Lewisham is devine where as Southwark divided. The southern part of Southwark has been ruthlessly ponced and the northern part of the borough has been savagely pikeyed.

Although I have to admit the east Dulwich forum is awesome and the Forest Hill and Sydenham forums are gash.

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

Oh Ted, I fear my wit is running at less than 50% today. Tell me a tale to cheer me up.

[Ted Max]

Your wish is my command.

A Goose Green tale:

Sit down, young one, and listen.

You ask why I sit on this bench by this path every day: indeed mock me for doing so. Very well, I will tell you.

I was once your age, and I loved this small park. I loved its strange form, its shadowy trees, the church that stood guard over one side, with its tall spire that never cast a shadow on the green grass below. I even loved its name, Goose Green, thinking it then to speak of something pleasant, something that might be found in the rhymes that decorated the wall of the nursery I shared with my brothers and sisters. We loved that nursery, too, high in the attic of that very house there, overlooking this spot.

And after tea, we liked nothing better than to come down to the Green, free at last from our nanny?s control. We would play our games on the Green till it grew dark, our shouts echoing off the houses, and all the while the familiar face of our nanny would be visible in the nursery window, watching over us. After dusk, exhilarated and cold, we would bundle in for hot milk and honey, supped by the fire in the sitting room ? telling tall tales of adventure to Mother. Only then would nanny leave her post at the window.