London, England I usually work a visit to Covent Garden into my London plans. It’s consistently entertaining and full of things that sparkle and catch the eye.
I always start by seeing what’s new at the Transport Museum. Several years ago they started merchandising the patterns from old tube seat fabrics, which were distinguished by underground line. There were multitudes of pillows, sofas, tote bags and socks. I did invest in a collection of the socks, which wore quite nicely.
Now there is just a small display of pillows and socks, as well as tote bags in a few patterns. They either sold out of a huge inventory and just have a few remnants left, or are being very selective about what they continue to promote. I bought a pair just for old times sake, as the Elizabeth line sock may be new since I last added to my inventory.
Otherwise, not much exciting to report.
There are reproductions of vintage postcards featuring destinations reachable by tube, or tube-related scenes. The display of these has shrunk considerably. My collection is larger and available for viewing upon request!
Then there are the three main arcades, which do always manage to attract crowds. Next door is the Jubilee Market Hall, which is a huge flea market-type warehouse.
In the olden days, we would leave Covent Garden with silver serving pieces and cutlery of various kinds, toy theatres, handbags, jewelry, and other goodies, many of which can now be found on Don’s eBay shop. Needless to say, I did not further add to our collections today.
Is it me, just overloaded with stuff, or does so much have a ‘made in China’ feel. (No offense, China.)
I had one other destination in mind for today, the once-infamous Seven Dials, a star-shaped junction famous for its seven streets radiating from a central sundial pillar. Developed in the 1690s, this now trendy, pedestrian-friendly area is quite posh, and it wears its history proudly. (Agatha Christie references it – not kindly – in The Seven Dials, recently adapted for television.)
Nearby is Neal’s Yard, a colorful and hidden courtyard, accessed via small alleyways. Known for its brightly painted buildings, cafes, and bohemian atmosphere, it has a “hidden oasis” feel. Just outside is an advertisement reminiscent of the area’s past.
And then I saw this storefront sign, which I took as a personal challenge:
Since, on the subject of liquorice, I need no convincing, I ventured into the shop. Who knew the Swedes were so passionate and creative when it comes to liquorice?
Beautiful store, and I can testify they make lovely confections.