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Aaaand that's why some people live in London and others don't. Now be quiet, both of you.

Bit of both - I'm here because my fella was still studying here when I moved back to be with him. He's done now, but there's still more opportunities here than elsewhere in the charity sector he's landed in, so it's London for the time being. Neither of us bears any illusion that we'll be here long-term, but as something temporary to make the most of, we're making the most of it rather than being miserable. Trust me, I am too. On the flip side, the music scenes we're into - country/Americana, for one - often see people playing London then buggering off to Ireland for five days before flying back to the States. And for all we may have the likes of Stevenage and Dartford on the doorstep, there's also dirt-cheap flights to every corner of Europe to the extent that you don't get from Newcastle (unless your vision of Europe is limited to a dozen cities tops), so...

Really? My fella and I have a joint household income of half those magical six figures, yet it's still more than worth our while being here. Music-wise, every global tour worth its salt ends up here, which in itself is enough to keep us here for the time being since we hit the live music scene two or three times a month as standard (and obviously there's the added bonus of S'oH'o being Ghey Central, though I accept that even the old Pink Triangle isn't too shabby these days). I really don't get how anyone earning a decent penny - and I suppose I mean by average UK standards here, not the inflated proportions of the City, but still - can't get by as long as they apply the basic principles of standard, adult-issue financial management, just as long as they actively want to be here while knowing (like us, at least) that the Great Settling And Becoming Old Farts will ultimately take place elsewhere.

The Kinnock thing in 1992 pretty much gave them carte blanche to determine the mindset of White Van Man for the foreseeable future really.

It's horrible. Mind you, so's most of that neck of the woods. There's some canny pubs/bars down a few of the Soho side-streets (and no, I'm not just talking about G-A-Y Bar and its ilk ), but otherwise I'd happily avoid anywhere within a stone's throw of Tottenham Court Road tube for the rest of my days.

No senior politician is ever going to get away without being eviscerated by the press at some point. That's just how we work these days.

Wouldn't argue with that for a moment. I only ever take visitors along the South Bank, the rest is best left ignored. In a word, no. Where's that like? (Other than along the river, obviously. ) It's beside where all those little rent boys play on their skateboards. I think there's a pictures near by too. Oh, some of them don't charge. Part of the concrete hell that used to be Cardboard City then? The whole thing is some kind of brutalist virtual reality nightmare so I suppose it's appropriate.

Wouldn't argue with that for a moment. I only ever take visitors along the South Bank, the rest is best left ignored. In a word, no. Where's that like? (Other than along the river, obviously. )

There's some horrific concrete stuff there (although I suppose we have Pearl Assurance House and the building above the old Odeon, so...). That stretch of the riverfront also has the Tate Modern, the Globe, the Golden Hind and the like, though, so at least there's some redemption.

Been here 3½ years and the novelty of seeing the Houses of Parliament every time I get the train into town hasn't worn off yet. Say what you like about it - and god knows it has its bad points along with the good - it's still a Weltstadt and there's a reason tourists swarm to the place.

I suppose having to go to school with that surname is almost guaranteed to screw you up.

I'm starting to suspect it's your cum with a sweaty sports sock. Do let us know how it goes.

God I could murder some Kettle Chips.

I love me a good pub quiz, but I'm on a bit of a losing streak recently. Mind, it didn't help that my fella and I were crippled by the inclusion of Brock Manson in our team last time round.

I know sweet fuck-all about boxing, so I've just stuck a tenner on ValuJet because he's a freak.

"Alan Shearer is a Colossal Tit"

Sticking two fingers up to Ashley even before he's born. Good lad.

Saw it and thought of you

Should read as follows: "There's an old saying in Tennessee - I know it's in Texas, it's probably in Tennessee - that says, fool me once, shame on... shame on you. It fool me. We can't get fooled again."

Rotterdam Termination Source - Poing

Almost certainly been on here before, but what the hell:

The universe is determined not to give Kubica a drive next season.