Raising a laugh

‘Don’t pull that string!’ warned the Bun House publican (see entry below). I didn’t. Then along came one of the guys who works there and he pulled it. The regulars must have seen this trick hundreds of times, but it seemed no less amusing to them than it did to me. The monk’s days of dangling over a mahogany bar are numbered: Friday, 27 January is the Bun House’s closing party after 114 years of pulling pints for Peckham punters.

The Bun House and the Fat Boy of Peckham

It’s an old Peckham boozer, soon to be an ex-boozer as financial interests have moved in. ‘Switzerland’ is whispered but is left unexplained… contracts ensuring silence have been signed… and the landlord mutters the ‘pub game is dead’ and he may be right. This kind of pub, anyway, is past its best. Although, the Bun House has not just been a dingy pub; it has been adopted by art students wanting unconventional exhibition spaces and for the past several years the place has been enlivened by modern art and modern artists. The banner in front of the pub, designed by Rachael House, draws attention to the shared birthdays of the Fat Boy of Peckham (an entertainer) and the Bun House. They were both born in1898. The pub will close its doors next week: no more Quavers, boiled green sweets, jammy biscuits or Brazil nuts -- fare which the publican provided for his clientele -- will ever be eaten there again.

Despite all

Phew! We made it through 2011. Through the madness of collapsing systems, institutions and hope. And, yet, we’re still here and so is hope. It regenerates like new skin on old wounds. So, what will 2012 bring? Well, there’s the promise that nurses will speak with patients; that the grammar school system will be revived for them as can afford private tuition for their children; that the financial world will be regulated sometime quite soon (honest!); that fat bonuses will be, ahem, poked a bit, and that, according to Polly Toynbee, half a million families in Britain with children under 5 will fall into absolute (not relative) poverty. Ah, hope. And charity? Where she?

Photo shows a part of the Berlin Wall which stands outside the Imperial War Museum. The museum has a stunning exhibition of Don McCullin‘s photography: Shaped By War. You may, like me, be amazed by the number of wars there have been since the end of World War II: the war to end all wars. http://www.iwm.org.uk/exhibitions/shaped-by-war-photographs-by-don-mccullin