And here's one more: A Hangover in SE8, by Samuel J McCready
I hate mobile phones.And, finally, although Wimbledon is not really my idea of South London, I've recently found Jamie T, post-Mike Skinner bard of London suburbia. You can download MP3s from one of the following blogs: Indietastic, Wolf Notes, Sound Gymnastics (in Spanish - the blog, not the tracks), The Daily Growl, myselfmyself, My Old Kentucky Blog, or Music Like Dirt.
You can't walk down deptford high street listening to Leonard Cohen without all the ring modulater style distraction, I had only got as far as "One Pound, You Choose!" before I had to give up and turn the Sisters Of Mercy off. Walking past the Sally Army charity shop I saw it, a big floppy mother-in-law-at-a-registry-office-wedding hat. It would be mine, oh yes, it would be mine. I walked into the shop. This is when the bad thing happened...