I can’t remember when it opened up or for that matter when it closed.
More than that the shop did not offer up a sleek, ultra-stylish approach.
Instead it was a jumble of treasures, where plants rubbed up against porcelain figures of cats, garden statues, along with packets of incense and bits of furniture.
It was magic place and quite eccentric.
Location; Beech Road
Picture; the shop, Beech Road, 2002, from the collection of Andrew Simpson
Just my kind of shop. Love it!
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