Apropos of not very much, an appealing line from the first chapter of Roy Porter's A Social History of London (1994), as he discusses London's various religious foundations:

The Grey or Franciscan Friars (1223) had their house in Stinking Lane, just inside Newgate by the butchers' shambles.

Stinking Lane, just next to the shambles. No need for a volume on the origin of street names to work that one out. The Grey Friars appear to have been pretty well-backed: as Porter's very next sentence explains, they attracted royal patronage after the heart of Queen Eleanor was buried at their friary. So presumably their choice of address was some form of mortification.

(The reason I can say "apropos of not very much", rather than of nothing, is that we had a review this Saturday that took in Grub Street - and I discovered in the course of writing the picture caption that this was an actual London street, since renamed Milton Street. It's still there, too, in the vicinity of the Barbican Centre. Literary festivals have been founded on the basis of less interesting facts.)