I assume that everyone in here is a Londoner because knowing about this place is the only common thread. Tourists don’t go to bowling alleys, and even if they did, they probably wouldn’t go to this one. But they should because – I realise, as the night gets louder and later – there is nothing more typically London than this.
If you’ve had a less than brilliant day at work, here’s where to go instead of going home, putting on The Bodyguard, and getting into bed. Although getting into bed does sound kind of good, to be fair.
I joined a Letter Writing club and found a really really nice little street round the back of Clerkenwell in the process.
Exmouth Market doesn’t act like London.
There’s lots of places in this city that very much do act like London, like St. Paul’s, and the Southbank, Bloomsbury’s squares, the Barbican’s walls, and that stairway on the north side of Waterloo bridge that smells like piss.
But not Exmouth Market. It does the opposite. Here’s what makes it so great.
There are some very good looking places in London. They’re what makes London better than New York. They’re parks, and streets, and houses, and landmarks and buildings that are so inherently London they don’t so much catch your attention, as grab the eyeballs from your face and turn you around. These places refuse to give you […]