
when I lived in less-than-fragrant West Kensington, my room had a phone socket, which I used for dialup - the first bill came and there was no dialup usage on it. So I checked and found it was a completely different number to the main house phone...so I kept using it expecting them to cut it off, and they never did, so someone must have paid for 18 months of my internet. Bargain.
I hope it wasn't anyone here
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Sat 22 Oct 2011, 11:22,
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I hope it wasn't anyone here

before I managed to sneak off to Brackenbury Village. It's not as glamorous a postcode as some people imagine.
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Sat 22 Oct 2011, 11:30,
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glamorous North End Road, opposite one of the many 24-hr kebab shops
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Sat 22 Oct 2011, 11:33,
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then I went to stay with him and it was a right dump. He moved up to Holloway Road and it was much nicer, at least until Arsenal moved in over the street.
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Sat 22 Oct 2011, 11:52,
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My mate used to live a few doors down from there and if there was a long queue that used to stretch past her front door, we'd managed to join the queue by leaving the front door and merging ourselves with it.
We saw many a top act but for the life of me I cannot remember any of them except Elvis Costello.
Happy days
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Sat 22 Oct 2011, 12:24,
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We saw many a top act but for the life of me I cannot remember any of them except Elvis Costello.
Happy days