Picton Street
Place
Also appears as: Picton St
Montpelier thoroughfare serving as Slime’s earlier address, Fadya’s later workplace and a convenient artery for persons whose business seldom improves in daylight.
Appears in
- Amoeba Dick chapters:
- Helix Folt, the Conservative chapters:
- Pretty Poli chapters:
- The Senseless Counterfeit chapters:
Connections
Who is found here
- Chlamydia visited by (1 passage)
- Fadya ← works as harlot at (1 passage)
- Hawksmoor Perroquet ← travels along (1 passage)
- Hieronymus ← travels along (1 passage)
- Lady Kelly Snatch frequented by (1 passage)
- Lord Snatch frequented by (1 passage)
- Mr Luvvertory visited by (1 passage)
- Sheherezade visited by (1 passage)
- Slime home of (2 passages)
- Squalor ← appears at (1 passage)
What is found here
- posters ← affixed at (2 passages)
From the books (8 passages)
…Turn right at the lights, opposite Ninetree. Scoot down Ashley Road and immediately left down Picton Street. Ecce Montpelier. A little concrete precinct outside the store at the bottom of Picton, for the two or three connoisseurs of fortified cider who favoured Montypee for its air of louche poshness. More junquies loitered here also, customers of the pharmacy next door to the store, Lord Snatch oft-times among them, with his…
…The ill-assorted pair made their way along the pavement to the junction with Ashley Road, and thence down Picton Street. A few yards along this most elegant and refined of thoroughfares, Mince halted.
…as a thing to be suppressed, and its premature revelation as a thing to be deprecated. Trudging down Picton Street, he discharged into the night air a volley of florid imprecations the like of which one would not readily associate with a gentleman such as he, in relation to whom one took for granted the outward marks of refinement as manifesting the analogous inner felicities.
…Ashley Road, advanced then a few yards, and very smartly scoped his quarry on the left, proceeding down Picton Street with a celerity which might have been considered rather to belie his apparent lameness. Mr Hawksmoor Perroquet, who very much wished to keep that fermented apple enthusiast in view, was now surpassingly vexed to be waylaid by an individual sidling out of the Siddhartha Yoga hovel.
(Outside the Picton St squat, enter SQUALOR, festooned with rags, bags and cans, whereof betimes he drinks. This knave now delivereth the Prologue)
(SLIME’s former squat in Picton Street, outside which FADYA, dressed as an harlot, withal yet festooned with flowers, doth disport herself. Enter MR LUVVERTORY. They engage in a dumb show, as betokening such a financial transaction as an harlot and a fop engage in before they do lie together in venery. And exeunt into the former squat of SLIME. Enter SHEHEREZADE & CHLAMYDIA.)
there’s one, squatting in stews in Picton Street,
My sister’s left the squat in Picton Street.