In the 1910s, deliveries of London’s finest beers were made by horse and cart. Now, in Hackney Wick, breweries are staging a revival.
To examine the photographs in Little Frankie’s with attention would be to rescue all these lived lives from the great shingly erosions of late capitalism. But let’s just eat junk food at low prices instead.
Will Self's "Real Meals" column.
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