Mr Pattypan

It was not my intention to mention turtles again so soon after my last post on the subject titled Cowabunga dude, but I came across some additional information while researching pubs within the area of the Bank of England. I was reading about a wine bar named Birch’s in nearby Angel Court which existed up… Continue reading Mr Pattypan

Cowabunga dude!

“On the contrary! I had two flagons of claret and a double helpingof curried turtle!  I can assure you: it’s no holds barred withus at the annual communion-wine tasting.” So says Lord Melchett in an episode of Blackadder. The claret was obviously readily available, but where would you have gone to purchase the main ingredient… Continue reading Cowabunga dude!

Dustbin Day

While looking at things underground and specially in the last two posts regarding the job known as Toshing, I came across references to several strange occupations. Within the list there was Dustman, which I somewhat disregarded as being a bit banal. However, I found another text that when I read it cast the role in… Continue reading Dustbin Day

What a Shambles

Shambles is a term for an open air slaughterhouse and meat market. Streets of that name were so called from having been the sites on which butchers killed and dressed animals for consumption. As far as I can ascertain there are only about ten streets or areas left in the UK that are known as “The Shambles”. Manchester has one as do Sevenoaks,… Continue reading What a Shambles