This is a small section between the main city and Westminster. In the seventeenth century, it used to be a hunting ground for dukes and princes. Lore has it that the name arose when princes on hunts screamed ‘Soho’ their dogs would chase and pin down shot birds. We believed it when we saw one of the pubs we visited, a really old one, having tiles depicting it.
Initially intended to be developed as a fashionable place for the rich, it turned into a sprawling, dirty slum ground in the nineteenth century. In order to clean up this burgeoning slum, Soho was cut through by a road called the Shaftesbury Avenue. This street today has all the famous theatres in London, collectively called The Westend.
All said and done, what attract are the numerous brothels (with their ‘Models’) and ‘licensed sex shops’ you can see around. Soho has been the centre of London’s sex industry now for the last 200 years. It is so notorious, that residents have invented novel methods to ward off unwanted attention.
Finally, I tasted the English country beer. Our guide told us it was supposed to be flat, it hardly had any gas and it was pumped up like you can see the happy girl do it for me. I dislike beer, but this was palatable.
Long live the queen! Hic!
Start from Leicester Square, cross the road and roam around.