Those aren't snails, they're slugs.you can have mine.
was the child conceived IN the Duke Of Edinburgh?
typing that made me feel yukky.
If you provide the champers, I can make that round my house easy. Most of it is just shopping. The sourdough will be homemade.
I think the reason I hate 'hipsters' or 'yuppies' or whatever we're calling them,.
Hipsters as yuppies? Although a little less money-oriented?
I enjoyed the early days of this thread, but now I feel like I've been priced out of it entirely...
Well I'm not going there, ever.
A deep recession, aggressive Tory attacks on the poor, Brixton people being turfed out of their homes, and here's a bunch of jolly chortling chaps mopping up champagne spills with overpriced sourdough, oblivious and unaffected.
And that delivery service photo is just sexist bullshit.
It makes me fucking sick. Fuck whoever is allowing this level of inappropriateness in.
Can't see myself using it either.
But one of the things about this country is that you can basically do what you want without asking anyone's permission - and that includes opening a champagne shop.
come the revolution all that will change, chummy.
Can't see myself using it either.
But one of the things about this country is that you can basically do what you want without asking anyone's permission - and that includes opening a champagne shop.
Can't see myself using it either.
But one of the things about this country is that you can basically do what you want without asking anyone's permission - and that includes opening a champagne shop.
Sure, anyone can do anything, and that's fine, but it doesn't make it any good, or worthwhile, or interesting, or even profitable.
Something good would be whoever is overseeing the market thinking strategically, long term, and telling these nice but dim mumfordfuckers to kindly take their frippery elsewhere, eg: Chelsea.
It demonstrates that whoever is 'planning' the Brixton Village is a clumsy dunce.
True. This latest idea is bonkers. Sausage-dog cafe bonkers
Quite a large chunk of long-time Brixton friends who have been priced out by the wealthy incomers have reluctantly moved to Hastings. Maybe they're all giving it large Brixton-style around the sea front
looks like it already has. either that or that nice lady has pissed herself.
Well I'm not going there, ever.
A deep recession, aggressive Tory attacks on the poor, Brixton people being turfed out of their homes, and here's a bunch of jolly chortling chaps mopping up champagne spills with overpriced sourdough, oblivious and unaffected.
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Then, I had a look at the prices at the new restaurants...and that's where it all falls apart. They're just so expensive. And I think that's what sticks in the craw most about Brixton Village and the way the area is going.
I think there's a lot to be angry about, and apart from some Chinese dumplings I've never felt the need to eat in the village, but there's fuck all wrong with fizzy wine and cheese, and wanting to eat them doesn't show some moral fucking failing. Nor does being able to afford them, as it goes. I've lived all my life in south London - I'm not a gentrifier (and in fact have moved out to Sydenham myself because I couldn't afford to stay further in), but I don't have kids and I have a teacher's salary and if I want to blow my disposable income on champagne and cheese that makes me no more of a cunt than if I spend it on a big night in the Albert (which I have also been known to do).
Be angry, of course - what's happening to the market, and to Brixton is shit - but this kind of bollocks dilutes your justification. People spend their own money on what they like. We can all make judgements on that... But it's hardly edifying.