Slightly ambiguous 1999 report (eg refers to Jews as “white”, which should mean “of European/Aryan origin”). Still, point taken…
Thought to have a look, on Google Earth, at Little Venice [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Venice], an area near Central London where I lived —on and off— from summer 1976 through to about 1998 (though with many breaks, living also in those years in all sorts of other places: Blackheath/Lee, New Cross, East Dulwich, Tulse Hill, New Jersey/New York, Rhodesia, Leeward Islands, Kazakhstan, Egypt, Hampshire, among others).
Looking at it now via Google Earth, I saw cafes and restaurants, and other premises, closed by reason of the misconceived lockdown/shutdown. I do not know when the images were captured. Maybe by now, some places have reopened.
The old Eagle pub (known for years in the 1980s and 1990s as the Robert Browning), was closed; in fact, it looked like it had been turned into a restaurant anyway. Raoul’s cafe, my old haunt in the 1980s and early 1990s, closed for the duration.
Apart from the “lockdown” closures, there were other changes from when I knew the neighbourhood: the old post office on the corner of my street, which was once a real post office before being taken over by Indians or Pakistanis and degraded in services and ambience, is now another cafe, it seems. The old rip-off (but quality) grocers called Supafoods (in the 1970s a Jewish deli called Pribik and Sterman) is now a Tesco Metro, which has also taken over the former (even more ripoff) Cullen’s grocers.
The shop which was once “Nazarene and Co.” grocers (a friend used to joke with me about that, because Nietzsche wrote about Jesus Christ as “the Nazarene”), which then became a very good French provincial-wine merchant’s, part of the Nicholas chain, is now yet another (closed) cafe. The even better wine merchant who used to be a couple of doors away, and who once sold me, maybe 27 years ago, a case of incredible Moldavian wine marked down from about £25 a bottle to £8, wine that no-one else would buy (because they were unwilling to try anything unusual) is gone, I see. I have never seen Moldavian, or Moldovan as I suppose it now is, wine sold elsewhere in the UK.
I noticed that the shop premises, once a fishmonger’s, and where the Canadian/British fishmonger used to (probably against regulations) open a few oysters for me to eat on the spot, is now not only closed but the lease for sale, according to a large notice in the window.
That fishmonger was an odd fellow. He was seemingly about 40 when I used to buy oysters from his shop (early/mid 1990s), and came from a wealthy family in the fur business, I was told. In fact I was acquainted with someone who used to see him at the then Leningrad fur sale in the late 1980s.
Not, I think, a Jew. Though one assumes that the fur trade is mainly Jewish, not entirely (look at the Astors).
That fishmonger had, I heard, been not so successful in the furs business. He told me that he had spent a year in Newlyn, Cornwall, learning the fish trade. He never once mentioned to me that he had been in the fur industry, or that he used to travel to Leningrad. Another acquaintance told me that she had seen his nearby apartment, which apparently was very opulent. Rather an odd fellow, as I say, with a grudging or bitter attitude somewhere not far under the surface, I always thought. I wonder what became of him.
As for Little Venice, I have not been there for about 22 years.
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Dawn Butler. A dimwit that other dimwits want to see as leader of the Labour Party. On the other hand, maybe that would be good, and finish off fake Labour forever.
Whitty! Only a year or so ago…