Ah yes, I remember it well. The San Siro Cafe at the bottom of Highgate hill in London. Many was the hour that we bunked off school to sit in this hallowed, er, hall. The tea had astonishing powers of revival ( many was the time I saw the dead brought back to life ) and the sausage sandwiches were to die for, but always with that peculiar tasting "tomato sauce". I believe it still exists, although Tony is no longer running it. I remember one chap actually had an account there that his parents paid for!!! Ah where is Thomas Hogg these days I wonder? Gawd, this thread's even worse than "the songs your mother sang" thread for nostalgia value. Any minute now I'm going to use the phrase " young people these days........"

Letmeouttahere.........

TTFN M'Lady P.