Yeah, this. I approved of Bis rather than liked them , I think.
But! But! Retroalert! Collide-a-scope!!1!
We also used to go there muchly. Gods, and drunkenly, IIRC the booze was fatally cheap, especially if you weren't a student any longer. Up loads of stairs, amazing view over the Thames?
Yes! I went there every single Saturday of my Upper 6th (so 1995/6), & once or twice thereafter. I remember the boozes being cheap, although I didn't actually drink that often due to: a) that still being *money*, & as a 6th-former I still wasn't exactly loaded, & spent most of my cash on music anyway; and b) the fact that from about November 1995 onwards I was driving us up there to save all the hassle of nightbuses and nearly freezing to death, and so forth.
(I grew up in Bromley, S London. The nightbus was the N47, which is still my nightbus now, though these days it's 20 min to get home rather than 90. I used to *love* driving over Waterloo Bridge (still love riding over it :) ), and then we'd stop at the McDonalds drivethrough on the Old Kent Road on the way home, & I'd eat chips and drive one-handed.)
AH, I was probably going there about the same time! Coming up from Crawley where I was dismally living (my home town) after graduating, and then more often when I moved to London in 97, and occasionally a few years later...
pointless and maundering nostalgia, you have been warned.plumsbitchMarch 31 2009, 02:34:37 UTC
Also, thankyou, you have reminded me of the simple joy my flatmate T and I had, in 1997, getting our first nightbus home on the first night out we did after moving to London. We were all 'la la la not waiting 4 hours for first trains, we can get on our Night Bus now coz We Live In London Now In Our Own Flat'.
Was the N53 to New Cross, again about 15/20mins. Remembering going over the bridge and grinning at each other :)
And also, much later on, going to see Michael Winterbottom's wonderful Wonderland and grinning in recognition when Gina McKee gets on the 53 to go home. Not just coz we were on that bus, but because we loved Wonderland in recognition of the London it portrayed.
Re: pointless and maundering nostalgia, you have been warned.julietkApril 3 2009, 03:17:30 UTC
nostalgia++
I do love the nightbuses. Even if sometimes when stood in Trafalgar Square for an hour at 3am I loved them less. (All praise Ken for more than doubling the frequency!)
The first time I saw someone rolling a joint was on the N47, when I was 17 or so. I was sat just in front of the back seat & (obviously not very subtly) watching the guy roll, so after he was done he kindly offered me a drag, which I politely and with some embarrassment declined.
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But! But! Retroalert! Collide-a-scope!!1!
We also used to go there muchly. Gods, and drunkenly, IIRC the booze was fatally cheap, especially if you weren't a student any longer. Up loads of stairs, amazing view over the Thames?
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a) that still being *money*, & as a 6th-former I still wasn't exactly loaded, & spent most of my cash on music anyway;
and b) the fact that from about November 1995 onwards I was driving us up there to save all the hassle of nightbuses and nearly freezing to death, and so forth.
(I grew up in Bromley, S London. The nightbus was the N47, which is still my nightbus now, though these days it's 20 min to get home rather than 90. I used to *love* driving over Waterloo Bridge (still love riding over it :) ), and then we'd stop at the McDonalds drivethrough on the Old Kent Road on the way home, & I'd eat chips and drive one-handed.)
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Was the N53 to New Cross, again about 15/20mins. Remembering going over the bridge and grinning at each other :)
And also, much later on, going to see Michael Winterbottom's wonderful Wonderland and grinning in recognition when Gina McKee gets on the 53 to go home. Not just coz we were on that bus, but because we loved Wonderland in recognition of the London it portrayed.
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I do love the nightbuses. Even if sometimes when stood in Trafalgar Square for an hour at 3am I loved them less. (All praise Ken for more than doubling the frequency!)
The first time I saw someone rolling a joint was on the N47, when I was 17 or so. I was sat just in front of the back seat & (obviously not very subtly) watching the guy roll, so after he was done he kindly offered me a drag, which I politely and with some embarrassment declined.
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