Portobello Road Market 2

Lunch. There is a great little cafe on the roof of a shop overlooking the market. Nice Spanish grub though they do have a touch of the Maccas - 'We don't start the lunch menu for 5 minutes so you have to order breakfast':

View from the cafe showing the crowds.
Looking the other way - and a tube train just happens to be passing.

Clothes / Footy. Almost synonymous at the moment:

Popular with the retro-kinder, this one.
My dad in the war.
Brazil are ready...
...and so is everybody else.

Junk:

Junk is cheap.
Joss sticks. A clever ruse, this. Light one up while smoking grass and the cops go 'There's someone smoking dope near here. Oh, wait a minute, that's joss sticks. I think I'll walk on by.'
Get your dodgy Rolex here without going anywhere near Thailand and that nasty business with the ladyboy - to pick an incident at random.
Posters, saucy and not-so.

And lastly, the flea market:

Please buy my pictures, I'm saving up for teeth.
Most stuff is real junk.
Others are really classy.

The Prize:

Of course, we had to buy SOMETHING.
And here it is in the back yard.