There was one outside london bridge selling this new paper called "i" last week...
I think it comes out several times during the day with slight changes as stories develop or world war three starts after the first edition or something. Final is the last one of the day I guess."street vendors would always be yelling "WEST END FINAAAL!" - what does that actually mean? I assume it's to do with theatres/cinemas, like it's the latest listings or reviews or something?"
Back in the day when you had to pay for the Evening Standard (well, obviously you didn't have to, but you know what I mean), the street vendors would always be yelling "WEST END FINAAAL!" - what does that actually mean? I assume it's to do with theatres/cinemas, like it's the latest listings or reviews or something?
I kind of miss the ES vendors. They always had that proper old-skool cockney accent that almost seems to be dying out now, and I loved the way they'd economise on the phrase "Evening Standard" to the smallest number of syllables possible. There was one guy I used to pass walking between Euston and UCL who'd contracted the usual "Sten-ner!" into the monosyllablic "NER!".
Oh dear oh dear. I remember a few years back when the Indy was a half-decent paper - then it went tabloid and turned into a sort of Daily Mail for liberals. :slanted:
On the minus side:
(i) Leaves you feeling like a zombie.
(ii) Leaves with an aftertaste like you've been rimming the very Devil himself.
I have to brush my teeth after drinking coffee, or at the very least chew some gum or rinse out with cold water. Even nice coffee leaves your mouth tasting foul.
Yeah I know that, I was just wondering what it had to do with the West End.
Half hour bus ride sat next to loud posh woman barking and snorting into
her phone about her boyfriend and weight loss regime as if she was in her front room