LIBERTY STREET AND CALDWELL STREET YOUNGSTERS 1952. WELL BEFORE THE ROT SET IN. A GUN FREE AND SHANKLESS ZONE. EVEN DURAND GARDENS WAS STILL AN ACCESSIBLE PLAYGROUND.
There you go what an obvious horde of happy youthful
LIBERTY STREET and
CALDWELL STREET hoodlums
circa 1952. DURAND GARDENS was only about five minutes walk or so away and we could all go and play there too. Unlike nowadays it didn't have dirty great full height iron railings locked 24/7 x 356. This 1952 photo is 30 years on from the
HACKFORD ROAD SCHOOL mafia kidscape
blogged a month or so ago. No problem.
CLICK ONCE OR EVEN TWICE ON THE IMAGE TO GREATLY INCREASE ITS VISIBILITY. A nice photo of the non hoodlums I grew up alongside. Back then there weren't any young
THUSHA KAMALESWARAN dancing kids in
STOCKWELL ROAD shops in danger of getting shot and gravely injured for life by utterly brutalised moronic masked-up
hoodies on
BMX's. No idea where those photographed above all are now. And an adjacent largish field behind
FREEMANS backed onto
LIBERTY STREET wherein we built extensive adventure camps and played but nowadays its been well and truly built over with million quid apartments.
SOUTH LAMBETH "AGRICULTURAL WORKERS MARKET".
Harry Rowe's shop (1952) was the small shop 2nd along on the right.
Includes the sale of twelve (twelve!!) unidentified local Lambeth Councillors. Check those mugshots at the top to see if you recognise any of them. Will sell 2nd hand clobber - just like the old BRIXTON STATION ROAD did for decades altho nowadays 2nd hand clobber is no longer the fashionable sales jargon for the occasional Brixton Market Station Road Saturday event - indeed many modern day sellers - woops I mean "entrepreneurs" don't even know that the decades old 2nd hand STATION ROAD clobber market etc., had ever existed. They sure don't know of the long gone tho' once incredibly popular kerbside Ladies Stockings Jew boy auctioneer HARRY ROWE. Ah those were the days a few oldies still living might well say. Harry Rowe's small shop was the 2nd on the right as you entered Station Road from Brixton High Street. Many prole women were very skint and Rowe's prices were a godsend. He used to smack his raised thigh real hard and call out the knock down bargain prices.