As in, drink your lilac-colored money, till it's turned orange. Whatever that means to you. It has an abundance of meanings to me. And I thought it would be an appropriate title for this photo montage of the afternoon I spent at Borough's Market near London Bridge. Enjoy.
The bread man.
Still-life inspiring produce.
My kind of delights!
I mean, vegan chocolate hearts? Am I the only one ecstatic at coming across this booth?
A vendor selling nearly everything you could ever want that comes in a bottle.
This shop won't even let you sit for a cup of tea if you're not going to indulge in one of their sweets.
A feast of jam and butter.
Looking out at Boroughs . . . the perch where the shopping excursion ended.
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2 comments:
2 pounds for an energy Ball? Why in my day they were only 10 pense
Why, Bob, I'd have never taken you for a spirulina fan . . .
Yes, the inflation is a tragedy, especially considering that with the current exchange rate, it's more like 4 dollars a hit.
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