Jamie Merrick
Shoreditch Poems: ‘The Witching Hour’
The Witching Hour While newly-weds are jungled in their beds and Camden’s randy mandem Slide into your DM’s...
Lesson One
‘Jai Guru Deva Om’ Phil needed to calm the fuck down. He had just wished a person a...
Smiley Chops
‘With bouncing souls’ Gareth was digging up his flat looking for opportunities to make some quick cash. He...
Happy Shopper
‘Clear history from the beginning of time’ Bonty went to the local offie in his lemon yellow sweatshirt....
Death of a F*ckboy
‘Mind the shards of broken hearts’ It was London’s ropiest single’s night, ‘Cupid’s Caboose’. A ball for the brokenhearted where...
Snatched Moments in Shoreditch: The Hired Laugh
Dickie Bowels has been a comedian for twenty years, working in all environments from pubs and clubs, up...
Snatched Moments in Shoreditch: The Bill Hilly Café
“A slight feeling of nausea, that’s all.” The first customer arrived. A grey businessman popping in before work...
Snatched Moments in Shoreditch: Synthetic Love on a Saturday Night
They stood at the bar like two sagging mattresses surveying the nightclub crowd. It was but one of...
Snatched Moments In Shoreditch: Behind the Wine-Stained Curtain
‘Legs or hotdogs?’ East London’s ‘old man’ pubs: where lonely old men come to sit alone and feel...
Snatched Moments In Shoreditch: Disenchanted Flesh
Who brings their hen party to rave in this dim cave? The bride-to-be is from the north and...
Snatched Moments in Shoreditch: Chimes of Grimness
In spite of Shoreditch’s receding hairline and thinning crown, it continues to spawn a remarkable flock of oddballs...
Why I Love Shoreditch By Jamie Merrick
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Pupils dilated and limp wrist stamped, I’m eagerly queuing outside a grimy Hoxton warehouse alongside a vivacious flock...
