|Lorenzo was born in a village in the
Apennines, not far from Pisa. His parents moved to London shortly
after the Second World War to establish their catering business.
He followed them in 1949, six years old and goggling at the sea,
the white cliffs of Dover, and the gulls. Only a year later,
he was put to work in his father's café, washing up and
peeling the potatoes... "I've been here 50 years and apart
from when I was in the army, I've been here on this street every
day of my life... This place used to make me a living,"
he reflects. "Now it's more like half a living. I'm the
like last one on the ship. It's sinking, and there's only a little
bit of it left above the surface of the water."