Re: Sentimental Journey
(I`ve put this on Dogsey too...just in case you`re getting a feeling of deja vu)
A couple of years ago I found myself with an errand in Camden Town so made a small detour to see the street I grew up in.
It was a group of 5-storey blocks of council flats round a central concrete area for washing lines. It was very East-End, with a pub, fish & chip shop and a Bagwash (laundry) within reach, and everyone knew each other. All us kids would play out and no-one would dare be naughty as someone would tell your mum.
Sometimes we`d walk over the bridge to Camden Town, avoiding the stagnant, rat-infested canal, and I used to visit the rag-and-bone man who stabled his horse under the railway arches so I could pet his horse. No-one was at all worried by this.
Anyway - my visit was a real shock. It was all privatised and gentrified, with the flats in private hands with entry phones and landscaped gardens. The Canal was now a stretch of water beside a middle class grassy walk And the railway arches were Boutiques.
All very different - but I think I preferred it 60 years ago