Oh Brockley streets how I love you so!
Even though you are sometimes covered in broken glass and fried chicken boxes and dog poo.
I like it when your trees are groaning under the weight of their leaves.
And when their blossom carpets the street in pink petals.
Yes. I really like that.
And I like peeking in the houses I wish were mine.
And I especially like it when you give me free gifts.
Like this fireplace guard...
and this coffee table...
and these pictures...
and these books and tins...
and, most recently this suitcase...
which had these vintage wallpaper rolls in them!
All vintage, all recycled and all free.
Little gifts from Brockley! Just for me!
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