No hope

The centre of Woolwich is looking as beautiful as ever.

There really is so little that one can say about Woolwich. Assuming one should say nothing if one has nothing nice to say.

But I did manage to get to Viet Baguette.

As a resident of Woolwich puts it, Viet Baguette shines out like a shaft of gold when all about is dark. He therefore likened it to a veritable stream of bat?s piss, but he's far ruder than I.