Isn't Christmas Cake Day when you are supposed to make them (like Stir Up Sunday when you make the puddings)?

Charing Cross Road always struck me as magical/literary (as in 84 Charing Cross Road) and also by the number of music shops alongside the bookshops. When that appalling building Centrepoint went up, towering over Tin Pan Alley and left empty for years to amass more profit, John Pole wrote a great song about it.

Walking down it always make me think of that Critics recording A Merry Progress To London and remember places like Bunjies and Les Cousins which flourished at the time of Bedsitter Images.