Comments on: Brick Lane Market 18

By: Dave richardson

Dave richardson — Fri, 01 Feb 2019 23:35:26 +0000

Worked for Barry mattock as a boy on the stalls and twice a week visited spitalfields to load up for the next days market ,waltham Abbey,Braintree & Dorkimg markets ,good memories

By: MARIA

MARIA — Mon, 07 Nov 2011 12:43:27 +0000

pleasure to have known you through the pages of one of the best blogs around

By: Joan

Joan — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 21:33:51 +0000

I too have enjoyed your week here. Loved hearing of your Rhyme Time experience. There is something about those experiences with small kids – I guess its the combination of sleep deprivation and some really weird artistic ideas – that lend them a kind of hallucinatory quality. I have memories of some very odd family performances at the Albany in Deptford and the Half Moon in Whitehorse Lane. And for the first four years of motherhood I was living in Edinburgh which, of course, provided a shed load of performances aimed at tots. I have particularly fond memories of repeated visits to see an East European puppet show called ‘My umbrella is a balloon too’!

Look forward to seeing you hear again some time.

Best wishes,

Joan

By: Natalie Koch

Natalie Koch — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 10:44:54 +0000

Thank you, I really enjoyed it. Good luck with your book (I have just ordered Inventing the Victorians).

By: Annette Albert

Annette Albert — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 08:40:48 +0000

You did a fantastic job – really enjoyed your writing. Annette Albert

By: Margaret

Margaret — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 08:24:59 +0000

Thank you! It’s been every bit as interesting a week as we’ve come to expect from The Gentle Author. I hope you’ll fill the spot every time it needs to be filled!

By: PP@pimpmybricks

PP@pimpmybricks — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 06:51:35 +0000

Oh dear! I’ve only just found this blog and only just got used to your voice (which I have been enjoying) and already you’re upping sticks and offing!

I was directed here by a lovely Spitalfields resident who happened across my own blog at a point (more or less) when I was agonising over faux oak graining for a regency wreck I’m renovating in Sydney. So I came skittering across roofs and scrambling over chimneys and found the post, but far more than that I found an area I’ve lusted over for years, all spread open like a fan before me. Not in the vague, romantic blur it’d taken on since I left London but populated iinstead with the likes of Christine Mattock, Anjum Ishtaq, and the doubty Gwen Ingleton. It’s not the area I thought it was but actually I think it’s better and now I dream again of living there when and if I finally make it back.

So thank you Matthew Steel and good luck with the book (which I shall check out) and I sincerely hope you do make it all up when you return.