Guanabananarama!

‘Daddio’, whined the eldest daughter (oh go on then, let’s call her Mini Kentishtowner). ‘Why are there so many dirty glasses in here?’ Not necessarily the most diplomatic of comments, but then Mini is, to be fair, only 4 years old. And right there at Guanabana, deep in Kentish Town Road’s nether regions, she had …

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