plug to the Charing Cross Road Festival on Saturday June 30th.
The Oxford Street end of the road is blighted by the Crossrail development and its bookshops, music stores, and other retail outlets are losing sales in the disruption.
The Charing Cross Road area is a microcosm of London's cultural strength sort of twixt Soho and Covent Garden and includes Denmark Street, our Tin Pan Alley.
For me it's primarily associated with books. I even had a short lived student job at Foyles bookshop, which I immortalised in my post Love on the picket line.
I'm feeling particularly sensitive about bookshops - particularly local ones - just now. My daughter recommended I read Michael Frayn's latest Skios. But it's selling at £16 locally.
I want bookshops to flourish but Frayn's novel was half-price on Amazon, a saving too good to miss.
If only there had been a long delay but ordered last Saturday, the book arrived this morning despite the Jubilee holiday.
What's a bookloving pensioner to do?