I've given up trying to work out what the Prince of Wales/PoW/Lambeth is these days, but there's little to encourage me in to the place.
Follow up:
I can't get out, but is there anyone nearby? Happy to refund the cost of Lucozade!
That's brilliant. Please report back to see if there's anything else any one else can do to help.I'll pop up there now and get her a sandwich and and Lucozade.
i will bounce up within the hour to get a chat....Follow up:
I can't get out, but is there anyone nearby? Happy to refund the cost of Lucozade!
Great work, mate.Just got back from Olive Morris House.
All the evicted persons possessions are on the street being guarded by a council official (Carol Shields) whilst the person evicted was inside Olive Morris House, i think with a support worker, having some kind of interview. I went and got some sandwiches and a bottle of the requested lucozade.
Right here:Did you ever let on where you think this new cocktail bar's going to open?
Apparently the 'best' way to do it is to create duplicate plates for a vehicle that is the exact same make/model/colour/year as your own vehicle. Thst way unless you are actually caught in the act, there is no suspicion.
Great work, mate.
I reckon this tweet may have been designed purely to try and elicit an Urban meltdown. I think this is real.
Yeohan Kim @Djyeo9h
@Monsieur_AJ @BrixtonVillage @brixvillagegril #foodporn foodie heaven and hip area full of hipsters and vintage folks
Had a feeling it might be there. It's lively along that stretch at the best of times, wonder how they'll cope with the summer...
I think I remember something along those lines. I've never got number plates made up, so dunno what hoops you have to jump through to get them 'officially'.Wasn't there a move back in the noughties to licence places that provide number plates, and require documentation from people wanting them made up?
Just got back from Olive Morris House.
All the evicted persons possessions are on the street being guarded by a council official (Carol Shields) whilst the person evicted was inside Olive Morris House, i think with a support worker, having some kind of interview. I went and got some sandwiches and a bottle of the requested lucozade.
Had a brief chat with Carol, the evicted person has i think two cats with her, i didn't stay any longer as i was told the interview would take some time and neither did i want to pry . Left Carol with the provisions.
ETA - The possession would fill a small van, if that info helps.
fook it was well cold out there!!!It's only just occured to me that the person evicted may be vegetarian and i got chicken and tuna but i'm sure that's the least of her worries.
I'm sure a warm drink would not go amiss, the wind howls down that hill.
It was janeruby who gave me the heads up, but the response was heartwarming all round.Top work fella...
I landed after you it seems....
Thankfully we managed to secure 2 nights space for herself and Mr. G (the cat) in Brixton...
Always a good sign when the 'homeless' services manager ( Ms.Shields) is looking after peoples stuff!
as its very temp accom... some will support this woman further, perhaps by raising some important issues that were spoke about today...
yup.. im kinda vague as to what I can say at the moment... but fair play to the U75 crew highlighting this....
I think I remember something along those lines. I've never got number plates made up, so dunno what hoops you have to jump through to get them 'officially'.
Hello, I just sorted out password so am online again xxxxI indeed met herself earlier...
big thanx needed to folk who call out stuff and do stuff!
*must try and get that flask back janeruby if you ever remember your password!
sweetHello, I just sorted out password so am online again xxxx
I indeed met herself earlier...
big thanx needed to folk who call out stuff and do stuff!
*must try and get that flask back janeruby if you ever remember your password!
Thanks Dexter,I'll pop up there now and get her a sandwich and and Lucozade.
That's really nice to hear. Hope everything works out ok for herThanks Dexter,
Lovely folk helped out, coffee, chocolate, catfood, donations towards taxis and keeping her company and petting the cat xxxx
Top work fella...
I landed after you it seems....
Thankfully we managed to secure 2 nights space for herself and Mr. G (the cat) in Brixton...
Always a good sign when the 'homeless' services manager ( Ms.Shields) is looking after peoples stuff!
as its very temp accom... some will support this woman further, perhaps by raising some important issues that were spoke about today...
yup.. im kinda vague as to what I can say at the moment... but fair play to the U75 crew highlighting this....
me too...I was impressed with her, she was genuinely concerned and caring.
I expect it's still possible with just money, if you know someone.Last time I had one done was 30-odd years ago, and all you needed then was money!
I've given up trying to work out what the Prince of Wales/PoW/Lambeth is these days, but there's little to encourage me in to the place.
This is something I've noticed too - most markedly a couple of weeks ago in the Prince of Wales, or POW as it seems we are now to call it.
It was odd enough being in there having dinner (not my choice of venue) having known it in its various previous incarnations. But I did notice a couple of tables where visiting parents were being entertained. Not something I'm used to seeing in Brixton.
Regarding the POW... it's kind of an odd operation they've got going on in there. The menu was quite pretentious with sections headed "Ocean" and "Pantry" and suchlike. The food took ages and ages to arrive. It seemed like they struggled to deal with a large table. It was ok when it got there though. But as it got later, it seemed like they were trying to operate a restaurant, DJ bar and pub all simultaneously and in the same space. So the waiters with our massively late food were battling through crowds at the bar. We were waiting for them amidst the Brasserie style fit-out and windows painted with "Brunch" and "Supper" but at the same time with club-style bouncers on the door. And the visiting parent tables (one with a bottle of champagne in a cooler bucket) were increasingly unable to hear what each other were saying as the background music volume was ramped up to satisfy the customers in the bar area.
I wouldn't recommend it for dinner, anyway.
Someone told me the Prince of Wales (or maybe the kitchen at the POW) is now run by the people who do the 'Saltoun Supper Club'.I've given up trying to work out what the Prince of Wales/PoW/Lambeth is these days, but there's little to encourage me in to the place.
Someone told me the Prince of Wales (or maybe the kitchen at the POW) is now run by the people who do the 'Saltoun Supper Club'.
I expect it's still possible with just money, if you know someone.