Hay Girl in the Big City Again Part Three

(I did get around a bit).

Having been to Harrods and Selfridges, we went for a completely different shopping experience - Camden Market!
It's enormous - you could lose Hay in it!

We approached along the canal at Camden Lock, to an area of little wooden shed stalls - lots of Tshirts, tops, tights - and one stall offering a fish pedicure. They have bowls of water with little tiny fish swimming around in them. You put your feet in the water and the little fish nibble off all the dead skin!

This is another place, like Greenwich Market which we visited last time I was in London, where you can eat your way round the world. And there's coffee, speciality coffee which smells amazing and is sold by knowledgeable and enthusiastic staff. "Try the smell of this one," he said, wafting beans under our appreciative nostrils. He had one coffee from Vietnam, not a place I normally associate with coffee, which smelt amazingly rich and chocolaty, and another that had been fed to a little weasel and then picked out of the weasel's poo (the price on that one was astronomical!). As well as the beans, they did iced coffee which is the best I've tasted since I spent a year in Greece. The company name is Terra Nera, for any coffee lovers reading this.
I had some freshly squeezed orange juice which was the best I've tasted since I was in Greece, too - it was a very hot day, and I was reverting to hot country drinking habits.

Part of the market is called The Stables Market, and it is in the buildings that originally made up stabling for hundreds of horses, dating back to 1854. It's the largest complex of its kind still surviving, and they also had life sized statues of horses, and blacksmiths, and larger than life ones, too, just dotted around the walkways.
In the middle of all this was a shop that I really wasn't expecting. Cyberdog is hi-tech, full of flashing lights and science fiction-y clothing.
And then there were the Goth shops - lots of black and red clothing, lots of leather, corsets and flouncy shirts and beautifully tailored jackets. I was rather taken by the little angel wings in a choice of black or white (only £10), that strapped on your shoulders, with real feathers.