What's it like to live in Brixton / Brixton Borders

Not nearly enough cravats for that assumption.

Plus, I'm moving to Beckenham, maybe, that's where it's at, according to the Guardian, in June, back when my fucking offer was accepted.

Christ, Beckenham is rougher than Brixton nowadays.

Penge is where it's at.

I saw a hipster in Penge recently.

#hipstersarecoming

I'm going next Wednesday for a soft opening #sellssoulforfreefood Quite looking forward to it

Also who bought the Grosvenor? That and the Crown & Anchor are my local s

Golfrate bought the Grosvenor... They own loads of property in Brixton...

http://www.brixtonbuzz.com/2013/04/stockwell-grosvenor-pub-and-music-venue-sold-to-golfrate-property-developers/

Sounds great 😬

turned into Luxury two bed apartments no doubt

didn't they fuck grosvenor john over royally?

#4evainarbackstageareaz

Yup... :(

They're buying up loads of property in London...

fuck 'em and all they hold dear in that case.

That link is well out of date--this seems to be the latest:

http://www.brixtonbuzz.com/2014/07/golfrate-applies-to-convert-part-of-the-grosvenor-pub-stockwell-into-private-flats/

This would usually spell the end of a pub's life as a music venue. :(

And reported earlier info about the new luxury flats opposite, where that decaying building used to stand:

http://www.brixtonbuzz.com/2013/12/the-grosvenor-stockwell-is-going-to-be-a-real-loss-to-the-community-when-it-closes/

by mike urban, the crown-melt of brixton.

He's talking at TEDx too now.

of course he is!

let me guess "How the rot of gentrification has ruined MY neighborhood, and why it all started 3 and a half minutes after i arrived"

and his website is still a pile of shit.

"Foxtons, the garish and arrogant vehicle of gentrification. Slick suited and compassionless, the company sells a lie to customers and rides roughshod over communities.
A vermin, a symptom of a world where regeneration means gentrification. Communities are broken and culture blanded. Their violently branded and coloured cars leave a wake of white and magnolia paint behind them. The advance troops of homogeneity, safety and boredom.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are going on a hunt…
A FOXtons HUNT
Bring a trusty steed (a bicycle) and dress in your finest (tweed, jodhpurs, riding boots, crops, plumbs in your mouth). For today we ride, and we hunt.
Meet 2pm Saturday 16th November
Behind the pub on the park
London Fields
Hackney
Hunt rules will be handed out on the day of the hunt.
Make an effort with your costume
Bring horns and hip flasks"

oh just fuck off will you?

Sounds like fun actually...

He does appear to be a massive nobber tho'...

Lozzles! Stop gentrification one £300 tweed garment at a time.

Jeez, Mrak! It's ironic thrift-store Tweed! Duh...

£300 isn't so bad so long as you only wear it the once then burn it. Having it dry cleaned a bunch of times is gentrification.

Isn't stopping gentrification by imitating the gentry a bit like stopping racism by imitating the KKK.

No idea, my head exploded a few posts back...

that was trying to follow two double negatives back to back

Hehehe... oh gawd.

Forest Hill news: FH just got a posh hairdressers opposite Sainsbury's. Kebab shop by the station has turned into a crap deep fried sausage cafe pretending to be a trendy cafe. The trendy (but actually just a bit shit) cafe opposite the station has shut down. New Picturehouse opening in E Dulwich soon. I'm not sure what all this means. I've consulted tea leaves and innards and decided that whatever it is, it's really not worth getting frothed up about.