Owner of a Lonely Heart
Touring round the numerous breweries of Bermondsey the other day, it was mooted that perhaps the gentlemen of the party could do with shacking up with some local lasses to save the drunken stagger home. An excellent idea, we thought. Perhaps the prospective advert in the Evening Standard could read:Northern gentleman seeks lady for companionship. Age and looks unimportant but must live close to Kernel, Partisan and Brew by Numbers.