Catching Brixton Village as it peaks in trendiness
After half a decade of shunning the last stop of the Victoria Line tube in London, last week I was persuaded by a friend to spend an evening at Brixton. I had heard of the transformation of this erstwhile slightly terrifying part of London into a new trendy locality. It seemed worth checking out. On exiting the tube station I saw the high street now has more than the Pound-stretcher and betting shops. Rubbing shoulders (well almost) are some typical high street retail chains like H and M, and Marks and Spencer (if that doesn't break the rule of the number of 'ands' in a sentence I don't know what does. My blog software goes nutty if I use ampersands). We wandered down to the fresh fruit, vegetable, meat and fish market. Even at dusk, it all looked pretty fresh. However, after 10 minutes wandering down the lanes I confess I dragged my friend away as the sight of so many carcasses does tend to make me squeamish. But not before she managed to buy two huge onions fo...