TRAPPED BY ENGLAND RUGGER FANS FROM KING’S LYNN

You left me (you sods) in Dalston, tipsy and hungry. Thank you, Pizza Union. You not only fed me well for £7, I also got the small thrill of the little buzzer that tells you when your pizza is ready. I must have been to Dalston before, the famed GBG Railway Tavern is just over… Continue reading TRAPPED BY ENGLAND RUGGER FANS FROM KING’S LYNN