I remembered another story told by a lorry driver:
It was approaching dawn around the back of King's Cross and he was making a delivery in his lorry. This was a few years back before the redevelopment so it was still a very well-known red-light district. As he was driving slowly near the goods...
Another time I was walking with mates from Southampton Institute where my mate's girlfriend was studying into Southampton city centre and it took us past the back of Tescos. It was cold, it was a Friday night in the middle of November and I could see these women all shivering in the cold...
I'm afraid I'm a bit naive in the ways of the world and always have been. When I had my first bedsit in Worthing it was a shared house on the corner of Tarring Road and Shakespeare Road. I knew by sight the two single mums who lived in the flats upstairs as they were in my brother's year at...
A friend of mine who no longer posts on NSC was once accosted by an East European pimp as he was trying to find a taxi take him from the West End where he'd spent the evening to his place in East London. The exchange went something like this:
Pimp: "Hey, my friend. You looking for a good time...