Discussing where to meet with Huttonian the other day, we settled on St. Pancras. Not at the statue of the giant snoggers, I pleaded, but at John Betjeman’s instead. You do wonder what the late laureate makes of his new surroundings
St Pancras Towers and drifting litter
Cans of ale, discarded Bitter,
teetering through on way to Pinner
Elspeth has a date for dinner
Eyes averted from the Snoggers
Groping Giants are not her thing….
etc etc : Summoned By Balls by J.Betjeman (Attrib)*
But this raises one glaring omission. If anything this hideous had been foisted on the people of Dublin it would immediately have gained a derisive nickname along the lines of the tart with the cart, or the floozie in the jacuzzi. What equivalent is there for these two? Are Londoners so beaten down by bad monumental art that they won’t even bother to mock it? I’ve been thinking long and hard for something both pithy and dismissive and didn’t get much beyond the wankers of St. Pancras, which doesn’t really rhyme and isn’t strictly accurate either. Has anybody got any better suggestions? Or will it just be the giant snoggers after all?
* Or possibly Huttonian, channelling his shade.