Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
In the 90s I used to have to visit someone who lived on the 17th floor of a block on the Pepys Estate. These visits were memorable for two reasons:

1. The overwhelming smell of urine in the common areas.
2. The feeling of surprise upon returning to the car to find it still there.
Yes, I went by there, and around the land that was once the shipyard. I was reminded of how it rivalled Tottenham as one of the grimmest places in London when I got to the places above. There wasn't time to explore all the high street but apparently it is trendifying a bit. The North end of the high street was a bit desolate for a saturday.

So some poor carpenter used to let Pepys nob his wife there in return for a favourable word put in which might gain him a better situation. And Christopher Marlowe was murdered there over a row about a restaurant bill.