Sohoitis XIII: Soho is Changing, But Into What?
I can hardly bare to walk down that end of Dean Street now and look at where once the Colony’s green doorway reigned and you knew that a hidden treasure of an afternoon lurked inside, and that not even the promise of a sunny day could cajole you out from the magic of some lost hours of laughter. Ah well that’s gone. Things have to change… even the sign has been removed.
Sophie Parkin mourns the passing of Soho’s glory days and wonders how we will dream away our five o’ clock deadlines in the future.