There is the launderette,six kilogram load sitting quite cleanly at the top of the road and next door the 'topstore', continental cuisine,so many things I've never tasted or seen and here is the chip shop,the *** shop and whip shop all bunched together,I wonder whether they know,I have a hunch that they do,that the shop on the corner is called 'appetites come true' ,it's the shish shop,kebab stop,doner popping off the *** and piping chilli,very hot,not a place that I've been to but a place where appetites come true,
and for all destinations at the crossroads a taxi firm,united nations,all licensed to seat me and you and two or even more when specifically ordering a sedan, six door and door to door what the hell are you walking for?
The bus ride is a fantasy through Stratford's heaven on the 257 but why can't it be the 73 and all these lovely shops I see could be sat on the seven sisters gyratory,
I go round and round and all for a pound
or two
but worth it for the lovely view.