London brothel menu from 1912

Just in case anyone feels a little randy and wants to take a time machine back to 1912, here’s a handy price listso you’ll know how much cash to bring.

Something for everyone! And they’re very clear about exactly what you’ll get for your money.

I wonder how it compares to today’s prices.

What were the prices for Happy Hour, and did they have a “Two-fer Tuesday” special?

It should be pretty easy to compare. Especially as the kind folks back in Edwardian London were far sighted enough to use both very modern language and decimal currency :smack:

Yeah, it looks US–only the blogger was from London–but the language seems very modern.

Good catch.

Fake.

Aw, it’s a fake?

Bummer. I thought it was kind of neat.

Nice that they served refreshments, though I don’t know what juice goes best with finger fucking.
Bob cocks and flat pricks?

It took me about five seconds to realize that it was a fake.

Good catch by Tapioca Dextrin to prove it.

I dunno, Pinkey’s Special looks like a steal…

Are you fingering what I’m fingering, Pinkey?

Brits say “arse,” not “ass.” And they definitely don’t use the dollar sign.

Bwah!! :smiley:

Assuming it’s real, I’d be curious as to why “Pinkey’s Special” is five times more expensive than the next priciest item on the menu.

To make the other items look like a steal?

It doesn’t actually claim that the brothel was in England. It could be a genuine old American brothel.

One reason why I’m pretty sure that it’s fake is that before about 1960 it was generally believed illegal to print the word “fuck”. Even a printer for a brothel would have insisted that they use some other word so that the printer would not be prosecuted. This legal doctrine was ended with the publication of D.H. Lawrence’s Lady Chatterley’s Lover in 1960, and the unsuccessful prosecution of the publishers (Penguin Books).

(I know a bit about the law on obscene publication of that era because I was the editor of a student newspaper in the mid 1960s, and I read up enough on the law at that time so that while I was editing it we stayed on the right side of the law. Other editors from that era did not, and were prosecuted.)

The font is way too new and tidy. It’s laser printed.

I don’t care if it’s fake but a bunch of those cracked me up, like this one: “Wanking furiously whilst observing the rules of snooker.” Even though I have absolutely no idea what the second part of that sentence is supposed to mean.

Twenty Dollars, same as downtown.

The “no discount for cash” line is another anachronism. A hundred years ago, cash would have been pretty much the only means of payment used.