On Thursday evening, I hit the streets of Soho on a mission to find a pair of heels – the higher the better – in a men’s size nine. It took me to the neighbourhood’s southwest corner around Walker’s Court. Old Soho; real Soho; dingy, murky, grubby Soho. The Soho that probably won’t exist in a year.
In one of the more arresting answers to reporters during her Westminster press lunch on Thursday, Liz Kendall remarked that what “most people want” was “somewhere to live, something to do, something to look forward to and someone to love”. The main point of interest at the time was her afterthought, admitting politicians couldn’t do much about the last of th […]