I began my last post by saying that it was difficult to write about different London districts without continually repeating oneself, and I feel it again as I grasp blindly for a starting point to this post. London offers only the gentrified and the soon-to-be gentrified. Elephant & Castle has had a bad reputation for a long time, but it is a short stroll from Waterloo and London Bridge alike and it’s surprising that the great clean-up hasn’t happened yet. Behind the stage set facade of the South bank is a real rabbit hole of teeming, noisy life that hasn’t yet been disinfected by office blocks of curved glass and the obligatory thirty branches of Pret. They always come for you in the end, mind.