Another long Sunday stretched before us.
This time we decided to stay above ground, but it was hazardous in its own way.
Bethnal Green is in the East End where gangs and other miscreants lurk.
We went to visit an eclectic market and ended up walking along doubtful side streets with amusing
and confusing street signs,
towering council flats,
with a few shops,
where we asked the way.
Broadway market mostly harbours food under the striped awnings.
We circled the stalls
and settled on Greek for lunch which we ate on our laps in a park called London Fields,
and succeeded in keeping the olive oil from our clothes! Mmmm…
As we were leaving the area this house caught my eye,
standing alone at the end of a road where the houses were more expensive than Beckenham despite the sketchy windows,
a mere stone’s throw away.
It’s the home of Cockney Rhyming Slang
Where you hang up your dog and bone,
Walk on plates of meat, climb the apples and pears to get away from the trouble and strife.
Take a butchers for yourself and see if you can Adam and Eve it!
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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