The Soho Reality Blog
Despite the apparent dismantling and distruction of Soho through its enforced gentrification, the spirit and soul of old Soho still exist. By avoiding the tourist areas and rich peoples’ shops and restaurants, they can be found and enjoyed by anybody with the right frame of mind.
Duck Lane is a reality blog that uncovers Soho’s hidden side, blending candid conversations with intimate, unapologetic encounters. Each story reveals the raw, private heart of old Soho – still alive, just hidden in plain sight.
The station wasn’t supposed to be there. I’d been exploring the second basement of the building I’d just bought on Wardour Street—a crumbling relic with rubbish piled in every corner—when I found the door. It was steel, unmarked, and slightly ajar. The air beyond it was cool, metallic, and carried the faint, unsettling scent of…
When a London pub closes its doors for the last time, it soon disappears. Or does it?
The girl was young, alone and visibly sad, but above all, the girl was out of place. Lost?
A pretty, petite blonde with a burning flame of desire and something extra.
How did Soho get its name? Debunking the hunting myth.
Krystina discovers her real origins and finally understands her connection with Soho and The Duck pub.
At the corner of Broadwick Street and Duck Lane lies The Duck, an unassuming yet legendary establishment.
Ray also known as Black Ray, retired firefighter and hitman, respected by the criminal underworld and the Police.
Barbara, seen in various Soho locations, but as yet unknown. A Duck Lane enigma.