Cat Stevens wrote these lyrics about Portobello Road; an antiques and second hand market in the west of London: But I took the shots.
Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down Portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in Indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger
Cuckoo clocks and plastic socks
Lampshades of old antique leather
Nothing looks weird, not even a beard
Or the boots made out of feathers
I'll keep walking miles till I feel
A broom beneath my feet
Or the hawking eyes of an old stuffed bull across the street
Nothing's the same if you see it again
It'll be broken down to litter
Oh, and the clothes
Everyone know that that dress will never fit her
Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down Portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in Indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger
Romantic dinner for 2 by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Contact by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Chug-A-Lug by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Done Deal by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
....in my image by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Suits you madam by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Get ahead? Get a hat! by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Sixpac younger brother of Tupac! by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
A window of opportunity by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
With much love (street London) by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Stick With It by Pete Tachauer, on Flickr
Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down Portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in Indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger
Cuckoo clocks and plastic socks
Lampshades of old antique leather
Nothing looks weird, not even a beard
Or the boots made out of feathers
I'll keep walking miles till I feel
A broom beneath my feet
Or the hawking eyes of an old stuffed bull across the street
Nothing's the same if you see it again
It'll be broken down to litter
Oh, and the clothes
Everyone know that that dress will never fit her
Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down Portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in Indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger