Oh … & Gus. This most certainly is The Strand. The North side moving from Charing Cross to Fleet Street.
It reminded me of national pay negotiations I ran for many years using the entirely underwhelming Strand Palace hotel.
There I learnt that boys will be boys no matter how old they get when 2 of our business directors met up and, well put simply, ‘misbehaved’ during the frequent adjournments.
The most notable moment when one dangled the others jacket from a 2nd floor window threatening to drop it on the street below. … and then actually doing so. Except it didn’t land on the pavement but on the roof of a double decker bus heading east. Never to be seen again. His rail ticket, car keys and wallet were in it. All they could do was laugh like drains.