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From: tiffany Category: Consumer Date: 19 March 2007 Time: 12:36 PM Review: While the urchins try to steal bikes, the middle classes guzzle machiatos and panini with parma ham and mozzarella and nice tomatos. The chicken range free and plenty of signs make sure you shut the gates. The plebs cant read or don't give a fuck, and the bourgeoisie are used to country walks, so what's the point of all the moany signs. The tension of poor areas made good is most apparent in these do-gooding public places, the only chance for the rough and the tough to meet the chattering classes with their over-nannied, over stimulated children, unless they happen to be burgling their lovely victorian houses. Tristram, make sure oscar shares with polly. Go fuck yourselves say the dumbo, scumbag, terrifying terrific lower classes, we'll take it all until we run off when you call the pigs.