Roxy’s moving and we check her ends.
First comes the coffee, then the cake, and the next thing you know all your pubs are couture pâtisseries.
‘I like big men with massive thighs, that’s what I like.’
An urban country stroll.
A fast-changing environment that accommodates a slow lane
London, 2215: Ten years after the last pub closed down.
You’re never far from The Railway. Perfect for that swifty on the way home, or when there’s still eight minutes till your train.
Sunshine, company and daytime drinking on one of South London’s premier playgrounds.