East Lane
Re: East Lane
East Street Market, 1976.
East Street Market c1970. The man pulling the barrow looks like one of the Lloyd brothers.?
East Street Market c1970. The man pulling the barrow looks like one of the Lloyd brothers.?
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Re: East Lane Market
When I was a nipper my mum, brother and me always looked forward to our trips to the East Lane market on a Saturday morning as there was always something happening there! One of the most memorable sites was the guy with a suitcase or a box turned on its side to play 'Three Card Monte', a con card game with 3 cards where you bet to see where the Queen is as the cards are shuffled. YOU WILL ALWAYS LOSE! I will always remember these guys had a few lookouts for the old bill, and boy was it funny to see them pack up their gear at the mere sniff of a copper
Another sight we saw were puppies being sold out of a crates to unsuspecting families, I remember begging my mum and dad for a puppy but they did not cave in. Funny in those days it seemed fine to sell puppies at markets, how the times have changed!
Sometimes, as so often would, a child would get separated from his mum and would start bawling out loudly! A stall holder would then pick up the child aloft so the mum could see her child from quite a distance.
Another sight we saw were puppies being sold out of a crates to unsuspecting families, I remember begging my mum and dad for a puppy but they did not cave in. Funny in those days it seemed fine to sell puppies at markets, how the times have changed!
Sometimes, as so often would, a child would get separated from his mum and would start bawling out loudly! A stall holder would then pick up the child aloft so the mum could see her child from quite a distance.
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Re: East Lane
Hi nuttyboy pat.
Three Card Monte and the puppies being sold out of the crates brings back some great memories of East Lane. You would always get a Del Boy who thought he could outsmart the card man; they never did but like idiots they would keep trying.
Regarding the puppies and how times have changed, I knew many people who bought a puppy from there, which we would call mongrels, or a Heinz 57 variety. They fed it anything and everything, never took it to a vet, it lived for years and it probably cost a couple of Bob.
Now you supposedly go to a reputable breeder pay sometimes 2000 pound or more, feed it all the recommended food which costs a bomb, it spends more time at the vets than it does at home and then they tell you that its got this, that and the other wrong with it.
It seems to me that today certain people have got a lot smarter and a lot richer.
I have a story about the old bill down East Lane. I played football with several of them in the late 1950s & 60s. After the game we would all go to the nearest pub but if we were playing locally, say Kennington or Southwark Park they would give it a miss, "saying can’t stay got to collect my beer money off the tie man down East Lane". I never could work out what they meant.
Three Card Monte and the puppies being sold out of the crates brings back some great memories of East Lane. You would always get a Del Boy who thought he could outsmart the card man; they never did but like idiots they would keep trying.
Regarding the puppies and how times have changed, I knew many people who bought a puppy from there, which we would call mongrels, or a Heinz 57 variety. They fed it anything and everything, never took it to a vet, it lived for years and it probably cost a couple of Bob.
Now you supposedly go to a reputable breeder pay sometimes 2000 pound or more, feed it all the recommended food which costs a bomb, it spends more time at the vets than it does at home and then they tell you that its got this, that and the other wrong with it.
It seems to me that today certain people have got a lot smarter and a lot richer.
I have a story about the old bill down East Lane. I played football with several of them in the late 1950s & 60s. After the game we would all go to the nearest pub but if we were playing locally, say Kennington or Southwark Park they would give it a miss, "saying can’t stay got to collect my beer money off the tie man down East Lane". I never could work out what they meant.
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