London: Portobello Road



You'd often find me here on Saturdays in my teens

It was funky, vibrant, cool and the place to be.

My niece and I hopped on the tube here after the V&A.

It's been some years since my last visit and I

could not help but be disappointed to see main stream

shops, such as Jack Wills and Cath Kidston,

have made their way onto the Road.

Saving grace was under the flyover on The Green

where the vintage market was happily plonked

for Friday trading.  Phew!

We picked up a few yummy food items

from the street market stalls - still brilliant.

The Spanish grocer is still trading - another Phew!

My niece, not being a vintage sort of gal, like her aunty,

was delighted when I suggest we nip up the road

to White City Westfield.

I explained how this gesture

showed the depths of my love for her.

My idea of torture.

Particularly Hollister - little brother of Abercrombie & Fitch.

I fought my way through the dark, after shave laden air

to purchase her birthday present,

then plonked on their very comfy easy chair in the entrance

in some natural daylight to wait for Miss M to reappear from

the din.

I think my younger niece will be much more a vintage trolling

sort of teenager - aah - next trip.

Carmel

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