Portobello road, Portobello roadThat about sums it up. Mordu was especially amused by the "vintage" sign for the London 2012 Olympics - pre-corroded for your convenience. Unfortuantely, I didn't take a picture of that. But I did take a few others.
Street where the riches of ages are stowed.
Anything and everything a chap can unload
Is sold off the barrow in Portebello road.
You’ll find what you want in the Portebello road.
Rare alabaster? Genuine plaster!
A filigreed samovar owned by the czars.
A pen used by Shelley? A new Boticelli?
The sniper that clipped old King Edward’s cigars?
Waterford Crystals? Napoleon’s pistols?
Society heirlooms with genuine gems!
Rembrandts! El Greco’s! Toulouse-Lautrec’s!
Painted last week on the banks of the Thames!
etc.etc.
Sunday, 1 April 2012
Portobello Road
Those who remember the lyrics to the most memorable song in Disney's 1971 flick Bedknobs and Broomsticks might recall these verses:
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