When you are in deptford, any local knowledge is a boon. Remember, cutty den..
As an anti royalty statement, this leaves little to the imagination. They say monarchy is the only true instant. As was the instantness of the dismissal.
Broke grove is to contemporary monopoly what old kent road was to the classic edition.
EW CROSS. Cannot argue with this, they got it spot on (currently reside here)
Ole’ Brock never lasted long in the TFL office, what with his blatant shoehorning of his own name into the map in a totally unsubtle manner, that and him being an absolute bastard.
One of the -let’s face it- underpaid copyrighters gets influenced by a conversation going on outside the office window, between a yardie and a piece of meat.
Wood ju? Excuse me, would I what? If you’re asking what I think you are, then I believe you’ll find you can shove off.
WWW.OVAL-STOCK.COM FOR ALL YOUR OVAL, EGG AND ELLIPTICAL SHAPED ‘STOCK’ DON’T THINK INSIDE THE BOX, THINK SLIGHTLY INSIDE THE BOX (AT THE CORNERS).
Another vis-comm intern ‘slips’ in his own personal statement.
Someone was born unlucky.
Who is this wes character? Chances are he’s a nobody, but more likely he’s involved with layouts and graphics for tfl. Don’t court him though, he’s probably a dick.
“imma take you to tish town” was Halley’s office slogan. Notably she didn’t last long.
After an abundance of recruits at TFL towers, one particularly sedate new member found it hard to concentrate, and was always visiting the bathroom.
FARM TOWN!
Coming to a suburb near you, the iSham, when regular analogue sham’s only get you so far, take your day into the next league of disasters (without help from public transport).
