jamiemck

Yes! They were all over it all the time. Here's another example. Are they no longer around?

Hello all, I lived in East Dulwich around 2015/16, and one of the things that always stuck with me was the regular sight of hand-written posters pasted up around the area, although they seemed to be mostly concentrated around Goose Green. They were neatly written, political and religious in nature, terse and sometimes cryptic in wording, and were often accompanied by newspaper cuttings. They referred to themselves as The People's Noticeboard and would say things like: HOW MANY LUNG BREATHING THINGS WITH NOSTRILS NOT ABOVE FOUR INCHES FROM THE GROUND DIE OF LUNG CANCER? ANSWER VERY FEW. They would often sign-off with a request for people to write to the Queen directly at Buckingham Palace. I've done some searching online but can find no reference to the posters, although this may speak more to my googling skills than any lack of existing evidence. Does anyone have any memory of these posters? Do you have picturs of them or perhaps even an original copy of one? Are they still being put up? Has anyone looked into them before? And does anyone know who was responsible for creating them? I've attached a photograph I took of one of the posters during my time there if it helps to jog memories. Any information would be of use. Thanks, Jamie

You should've scooped up the turd and lobbed it at the back of her head. Get that brown poo in her lovely hair and it won't just be her ideas that she soon picks up. I think it was Pavlov who said, "Every time I eat dog food, I get this terrible ringing sound in my ears". Anyway, bring on the flying faeces, that's what I say! Let's turn Peckham Rye into a hazel warzone.

Change the record, please. I'm getting bored of listening to 'Laptop Squatters' by the Moaning Witch Brigade. These "sqautters" - whoe'er they be - have just as much right as you to be there as you. Only they got there before you, didn't they, and you're a bit annoyed at that, aren't you? And (heaven forefend!) they're using a table designed for four people? Did you ever think that maybe when they came in it was the only free table? No. Or how about going over and asking them if they'd mind sharing or moving? No... that, apparently, misses the point?! Moan, moan, moan, I've got nothing better to do with my time than complain about the most trifling of matters. Blah, blah laptops, blah, blah prams. Now if you'll excuse me I'm off to squat in someone else's buggie on all the tables in Foxtons.

There are children in child-friendly pubs, wah-wah!! There's nowhere on Lordship Lane that isn't packed with prams, boo-hoo!! And saying all this while standing outside The Castle. Where have all the REAL pubs gone? WHERE, I ask!? Jeez. What you are asking for is a pub like those that thrive on the money brought in by opening up to families but without the families. Cake and eat it anyone? The Castle is a fine boozer: no kids, no bullshit. Homemade ham and cheese barms in cling-film behind the bar. This is a pub. But the moan brigade here wouldn't deign to drink there because it doesn't have Gamma Ray on tap or a sourdough pizza oven. Actually, don't go to The Castle - please - so I won't have to run into you. How about next time, instead of crying into the wishing well, actually taking the initiative and doing something about the issue you see. Open your own hip pub with a no-child policy. All the moaners on here can club together and create a co-op pub. That would be great. And the rest of us won't have to put up with any more moaning! If you can't get enough money I know some great moaners who go on and on about the "squatters" who would dare to sit in a caffe nero with the drink they've bought. I'll even give you the name of the pub for free: The Mother's Ruin.