A (soggy) Sunday afternoon at Wembley Market
02/21/2010 - 02/21/2010 5 °C
If you wait for a sunny day around here, you may never leave the house. If you wait for just a "drizzly" day, you could wait even longer. So, off we went on this weird, wet Sunday afternoon to Wembley Market, supposedly the "largest Sunday market in England" for over 30 years. Of course, being the weird, wet Sunday it was, we were not expecting record crowds. But, off we went:
As you might have guessed, Wembley Market sits at the base of ... Wembley Stadium.
The market is essentially a Knock Off Palace, with everything from Nike, Adidas, and Tiffany, to Ugg, Louis Vuitton, and Chanel. There's things for £1 or £100, and everything in between. There's jeans, shoes, and purses on one side, and hootchie-mama dresses and stilettoes on the other. In between, there's a lot of reggae to be heard, and hustling to be avoided.
Yes, there's even ... tools!
Along the way, there's a food stand for every ethnic craving, with a particular emphasis on Indian, Middle Eastern, and Carribean:
Alas, nothing much was purchased. My dream of the perfect Knock Off Burberry purse or scarf will have to wait. So, instead, I took this picture in the rain and hoped I wouldn't be shot, stabbed, pick-pocketed, or all of the above:
We had come and gone in probably an hour (maybe less). Not quite the afternoon outing we were expecting. So, minor detour: Rayner's Lane, which is a couple of tube stops away from Sudbury Hill and, coincidentally, where my dad's cousin's wife, J, grew up (you blog readers may remember that we visited with them last week). Small world.
Of course, my side trip into Rayner's Lane wasn't without an agenda: chips.
Sadly, there isn't a chip shop to be had in Rayner's Lane. Can you imagine? A town AND tube stop without a chip shop? What the farkin' fark, man???
Yup, that's pretty much Rayner's Lane. Oh, did you miss it? Well, here it is again:
Plan thwarted, we were off for home and Sudbury Hill, but thanks to J's quick thinking, the Quest for Chips was not a total bust, as we made due with one down the road in Greenford, a short 10-minute jaunt from home (it's great when the next TOWN is only 10 minutes away, eh??).