Long Gone Fleet Street
30 years and more since the papers started to leave Fleet Street. I wonder Fleet Street will cease to exist as a metonym for the business of publishing papers.
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Not Such a Long Way After All
It's a long way to Tipperary? Nah, it's in Fleet Street, the oldest Irish pub in London.
A'body's Wullie!
A'body's Wullie? Huh? A reference to the comic strip Oor Wullie, the Scottish Denis the Menace, who appears in the Sunday Post every week.
Mister Punch
Visible here – buildings from the 18th, 19th, 20th and 21st Centuries. (We do London pictures here: check out our mouthy sister blog Northern Lines for words.)
All the News That's Fit to Print
A piece of newspaper publishing history on a plaque set into a paving stone, underfoot and handy for the gutter. Where else?
Fleet Street
Look up high in Fleet Street. You can still see the London smog clinging to the stones. Look closely at the old Daily Telegraph HQ (at no.135, it's the building that looks like it is auditioning for a starring role in Batman's Gotham City). You can just about read the newspaper's masthead spelled out in silhouette by the grime of the years. Fading with every passing year, but still there. Fleet Street is London's most rewarding street in which to lift your head above the traffic and homogenous shops. It's all in the detail.