Any old Pics - replicating google images, one post at a time (Part 1)

The Cafe Baba Tangier. A most evocative place for a fine mint tea or vicious coffee.




Somewhat immortalized by it’s patrons

The last time I went the Medina had become rather full of in your face hawkers & hash sellers so I popped in for a tea and got threatened by a knife wielding lunatic. I’d still go back, it’s probably the closest place to the UK that really feels like you are somewhere a long way from home.

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Apart from Camborne?

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or Norwich / Kings Lynn

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Pistols 41 years ago today in Sweden

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Great photograph :+1:

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  • 1 I’d love a print of that in my office :relieved:

Glasgow 1968

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Yer maw…

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It would need a zombie apocalypse for it to be that deserted nowadays…

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Look how quiet it is. And clean.

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The arches on the left - my dad’s mate had a stall under there selling newspapers and mags. He also did a roaring trade in ‘under-the-counter’ stuff :grin:

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I remember him :smiley:

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Him or his ‘other mags’?

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Mag man will be added to the ‘Should have been a meat man’ list.

If it’s the same guy I’m remembering, he was quite chatty. Used to have a chinwag with him whilst “browsing” :wink:

Analogue pron - those were the days! :laughing:

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His name was Alfie and died quite a few years ago. He was a short fella. The stories my dad used to tell about him are many and varied.

He had a brother, Lenny, and when they were growing up around the Elephant and Castle they were both Teddy Boys. Although vertically challenged, nobody fucked with them - they were vicious if needed.

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The Mrs and I in a club back in the 80s before we was wed.

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Nup, no socks and sandals, can’t be you :face_with_raised_eyebrow:

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