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Marble Arch, Elephant & Castle, Seven Sisters, Cockfosters. Don't even get me started on how disappointed I was to find how inappropriately named White City was.
It's an arch at the end of Oxford Street that's made of marble.
And I think it's an exceptional monument to the glory of the British Empire.
May as well have just stuck it on a traffic island.
what was the other thing?
and put a Pret in there. Would be more in keeping with the area
who knew the British army used to be made up of just animals?
Women in war? Yeah, they get a little plinth on Whitehall.
ANIMALS IN WAR? Give them a gigantic monument in the middle of one of London's most prestigious roads
...have you seen the size of the Primark there? Worth the journey alone I'd say.
No there is no elephant and no there is no castle.
NOW SHUT UP BECAUSE WE'RE LOST AND THIS FUCKING SAT NAV IS GOING NUTS AND AAAARGH THIS IS THE LAST TIME WE DRIVE TO LONDON.
You and your kid are way the fuck wrong.
I'll make sure I beat him when I get home.
`make a fool of me on the internet will ya?`
someone's been reading time out
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That crossing is also where some knobsplat on a Boris bike rode into me head first on a red light two weeks ago. Marble Arch.
Road signs in the UK use Marble Arch as the starting point to measure distance from London. Not so shit now!
The original marker used to be in the City, but London doesn’t really have an official one in the same sense that Paris has the marker in front of Notre Dame cathedral. By the time the AA produced their road atlases, London’s centre of gravity had moved west, and they picked the spot near Charing Cross.
Some atlases did use Marble Arch (especially when measuring distances going west), but it’s largely been superseded now.
...embedded in a wall opposite Cannon Street station. It's about the size of a breezeblock so easily missed.
It's the photo of King Charles outside Charing Cross station.
It's a massive fucking wedding cake made with magic icing.
to play marbles under.
Yesterday, there was a whole thing in the standard about West End 'villages'. Noho. Swoho. Midtown. Connaught. Some other one. Made me a bit queasy.
I didn't read it though, just the headine and the first sentence or two irritated me too much.
Fuck off, the Standard. Save it for the Metro.
i axctually stuck my fingers up at the paper and went back to looking out the window.
As a tree for hanging Catholics