Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
Friday, 10 April 2015
West Thirty Six. A muse eyes view (The death of Golborne Road).
West Thirty Six, spawn of Beach Blanket Babylon, has arrived on Golborne Road. I went there this afternoon by pure chance. I'll be reviewing it another time but in the meanwhile I will leave it with the muse:
Fucking hell, £150.00 for a bottle of gin and they cannot even put a staple in the right place on a booze menu.
As I said I will be reviewing the place later.
I wouldn't hold your breath.
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