It is a mission to go down to Deptford and trawl painstakingly through piles of tat which let’s face it are dead person’s bric a brac.
If you can’t find what you want anywhere else it will probably be at Deptford. It is a reliable resource in one’s little black book for sourcing anything weird from black and white holiday photos to birdbaths. And yesterday I went there to find a drill because a decent, new one would have cost a bomb. So, I thought I could find a good second hand option and I did- a good Dewalt cordless!
Here is a list of all the things I have ever bought at Deptford Market.
A keepsakes book from 1930
A first aid handbook
Some ageing sheet music
A magnifying glass
A knickerbocker glory glass
1 pair of boots
A picnic basket
An old tennis racquet plus stretcher
A snow white snowglobe
A joblot of photoframes.
…I can’t recall anything else. But there’s definitely been some bigger things because I remember struggling back from there arms laden.