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Stoner Vamp ,'Lessons'


Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies  

Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.


victor infante - Jul 26, 2003 6:59:08 am PDT #5431 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

Seriously, though - is this recent?

Not at all certain, to tell the truth. I'm ten years out of my London days myself. (Indeed, I suspect this whole story is a bit of repressed "home sickness" for London.)

But as to the F&C stands in Leicester Square, I'm not sure "stand" is the right word. There are two of them, that I can see in my head clear as day--one right next to a kebab stand (and, to be fair, each actually kind of down the street a bit from Leicester Square.) They're those little places that are kind of shallow into the storefronts--you can't really go more than a few feet in. You just walk up, order yourself a cod, and leave. Is there a phrase for that?


sj - Jul 26, 2003 7:09:41 am PDT #5432 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Victor, this is getting really good. I can't wait to read the ex-wife.


deborah grabien - Jul 26, 2003 7:16:42 am PDT #5433 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Victor, then it's definitely home-sickness. The kebab places are damned near all gone from central London - I go to Paris for them now (off Boul Mich, in the 5th, near the St. Michel Statue and Sorbonne, and Shakespeare and Company). My former fave fish and chip place off Leicester Square is now an oxygen bar.


Am-Chau Yarkona - Jul 26, 2003 7:35:59 am PDT #5434 of 10001
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty

But as to the F&C stands in Leicester Square, I'm not sure "stand" is the right word. There are two of them, that I can see in my head clear as day--one right next to a kebab stand (and, to be fair, each actually kind of down the street a bit from Leicester Square.) They're those little places that are kind of shallow into the storefronts--you can't really go more than a few feet in. You just walk up, order yourself a cod, and leave. Is there a phrase for that?

Oh, I know what you mean, and I don't have a word for them, either. Kiosk? The good old generic 'place'? Or let it stand. I don't think that many people will be worried by it.


deborah grabien - Jul 26, 2003 7:43:13 am PDT #5435 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I'd let it stand as well, Am - they're more like tiny little hole in the wall places, not really kiosks.

My curiosity was more along the eyes brightening, "they've put the fish and chip places back???" lines.

Le :::sigh:::. Gone are the days....


victor infante - Jul 26, 2003 11:37:42 am PDT #5436 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

Ah. OK. Good to know I'm not the only one that doesn't know what to call those places. "Stand" works as well as anything, it seems. Because, well, you do.

Yummy, though.


victor infante - Jul 26, 2003 11:38:42 am PDT #5437 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

My former fave fish and chip place off Leicester Square is now an oxygen bar.

This is just wrong.


Connie Neil - Jul 26, 2003 8:27:53 pm PDT #5438 of 10001
brillig

And I'm not writing a sequal, never.

hee, snerk, guffaw.

Yeah, right. No sequels. Never.

snicker, laugh


Deena - Jul 26, 2003 8:43:26 pm PDT #5439 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

What, pray tell, is an oxygen bar?


Connie Neil - Jul 26, 2003 10:19:42 pm PDT #5440 of 10001
brillig

Deena, I believe oxygen bars were/are, literally, places you could go to sniff pure--or nearly so--oxygen. Popular for a while in the middle of very big cities several years back. I didn't know there were any still about.