It's only Harlesden I avoid, Caz! I took the bus from Shepherd's Bush up to where I was staying in Golders Green one time late at night. Never again! It's not that I was attacked or threatened. But I was the only person on the bus, and High Street Harlesden in the late evening looks like I imagine Baghdad looks like. All the stores are caged-up and there are few, but dodgy-looking people in the streets...
As for the carriage thing, I thought you were talking about West End Toffs, not the average middle-class or lower middle-class punter of whom there were thousands and thousands living and visiting in the area. They would have walked or gone on the omnibus. The Diary of a Nobody, which came out in 1888, talks of that all the time. The Toffs, I think, would have arrived at the music-hall in their carriages and left the same way.
As for the carriage thing, I thought you were talking about West End Toffs, not the average middle-class or lower middle-class punter of whom there were thousands and thousands living and visiting in the area. They would have walked or gone on the omnibus. The Diary of a Nobody, which came out in 1888, talks of that all the time. The Toffs, I think, would have arrived at the music-hall in their carriages and left the same way.
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