I wanted to go for another walk today but the weather was a bit yucky so I took the bus to Camden market, to start a desultory hunt for a birthday present for my niece.
Camden market . . . ah, the memories! 30 years ago, in my yoof, I used to hang out there at weekends with my friends. How young and hip we were. EVERYBODY wore black and nothing else, and nobody except the stallholders was over 30.
It's a bit different now, because it attracts people my age as well as the yoof. And quite a lot of tourists of all ages.
I saw a telly programme a couple of years back that suggested that a lot of street fashion in the UK was started in Camden market.
There's certainly an air of cultural fusion. You can eat in just about any country in the world there, and I'd guess a lot of it is more authentic than yer average restaurant.
No, I did not partake. Once started, I would have been unable to stop.
I started looking at some of the clothes and I really fancied this frock. Not thin enough yet, but I'll be back. Oh, I can't wait till I can get into stuff like this. I can't WAIT!
The building itself is interesting.
It's a series of warehouses and a former stables and they have horse sculptures to remind you of this.
After the market I headed off to Oxford Street.
Selfridges have an interesting display in their window, which includes a conveyor belt with chocolates on. The thing is, being endlessly dropped and picked up again has made most of the chocolates lose their wrappers.
The result is, like the weather, a bit yucky.
These looked ok though!