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Salaam Brick Lane by Tarquin Hall
The New East: Footnote
Getting to Brick Lane, for a book launch function from Oxford Circus, by tube on Central Line that in order, towards the East, stops at:
 Tottenham Court Road - In general, Tottenham Court Road divides neatly into electronics retailers in the southern half, and home furnishing retailers in the northern half. Nearby Charlotte Street is popular for its good collection of restaurants.
 Holborn - State of the art, Bush House studio located in Strand. The BBC World Service, a division.
 Chancery Lane - A cast iron public lavatory in the Parisian style in Star Yard, Holborn. Flushable public toilets were introduced by George Jennings in 1851.
 St. Paul?s - A Cathedral dedicated to St Paul has overlooked the City of London since 604AD, a constant reminder to this great commercial centre of the importance of the spiritual side of life.
 Bank - The Millennium Bridge is the first new bridge across the river Thames since Tower Bridge opened in 1894, and it is the first ever designed for pedestrians only.
 Liverpool Street - The first parts of the station were built 1871-5 for the Great Eastern Railway Company to a design of Edward Wilson.
That was certainly a brief halt in a journey, but it was time to walk, so here?s the footnote:
From Liverpool Street, I turned left on Bishopsgate, the era of a time after the present, the designed to replace or decrease human labour and especially physical labour. On the third right, it was Lamb Street that leads to Hansbury Street, where there were bunch of foreigners, exhibiting 2nd hand clothes and home-cooked food in style. Then, I was finally on the mini main road called, ?Brick Lane?, the mistakable ?Pakistani? corner of the Bangladesh world, in East London:
Brick Lane is a market that winds its way up and down many streets branching off Brick Lane in the East End of London. Upon entering the market we were greeted with chants of, "Cigarettes, cigarettes for sale", as young men, who later quickly scattered upon seeing the police, competed at selling boxes of American cigarettes. By 11am, the street was littered with boxes, paper, and vegetables, leaving us to wonder what we might have missed in the early hours. We ventured off Brick Lane to find garage sale grunge for sale along side grocery stands selling gourmet cookies, candies and canned foods. We came across an auctioneer selling electronics and appliances in small lots at £5. By late morning, many of the fruit vendors were shouting,"£1 bowls!? Tools, small house wares, videos and CDs, toiletries, electronics, and second hand items of all sorts were among the offerings we saw. You need to be willing to roll up your sleeves and watch your step in this market. Brick Lane Market seems to offer less for tourists and more for Londoners needing to find bargain house wares and groceries for their flats.
Brick Lane street does have a number of trendy boutiques between Hanbury and Quaker Streets offering vintage and one of a kind clothing and accessories.
Anyway, my mission was to get to 166 Brick Lane, the Eastside Bookshop. There, where I could show off, the soon to be infamous English writer, Tarquin Hall, who signed away his books that has been launched on Sunday, ?Salaam Brick Lane?. It just registered in my head on how I witnessed Tarquin wedded his Hindi wife, Anu Anand, which only took place about four years ago in the County Registrar Office, Euston. Now in the limelight of being marked in a set of printed sheets of paper bound together between covers and forming a work of non-fiction. A true comprehension of the community in the East World in London, those who knows me too well out there, all I have to say is ?a must read?!
Incident: I was eating the infamous Bangladeshi codfish, and I swung around my stool to hear, ?Iddnt dis butifull efish?, as the cook, overweening yet humble, handled the raw of an aquatic animal in the air. I coughed up my glass of water, ?hain, MashAllah?. He walked away to the end to the grill as he sang some Bengali tune. The two Bengian customers just stood there and gazed out of bewilderment to that simple moment.
Note: I, now, travel everyday to the East for my work, the Art celestial body on which they live in. I have something to hold onto, that warehouse and such wonderful aura with supposedly graceful young gentlemen and their hint of cockney accent. Yes, I can say that I?m the odd one out with the ?proper? image of Londoner (!).
?Sure, this bulb is bright enough for you??, ?You should have some tea, so you can stay awake and strong when you paint?.?, ?Sorry to disturb you, but the heater is too hot, can I turn it off??. What an ownership I have when they are actually landlords of that place?. Tee Hee!
Thought of the day:
?Londoners do not know their own city? you will meet there frequently men who babble of foreign fields? but who would never dream of leaving the square mile, or the West End or their own special bus or Tube route, to explore further in the greatest city of the world.?
- Paul Elek, This Other London (1951)
Getting to Brick Lane, for a book launch function from Oxford Circus, by tube on Central Line that in order, towards the East, stops at:
 Tottenham Court Road - In general, Tottenham Court Road divides neatly into electronics retailers in the southern half, and home furnishing retailers in the northern half. Nearby Charlotte Street is popular for its good collection of restaurants.
 Holborn - State of the art, Bush House studio located in Strand. The BBC World Service, a division.
 Chancery Lane - A cast iron public lavatory in the Parisian style in Star Yard, Holborn. Flushable public toilets were introduced by George Jennings in 1851.
 St. Paul?s - A Cathedral dedicated to St Paul has overlooked the City of London since 604AD, a constant reminder to this great commercial centre of the importance of the spiritual side of life.
 Bank - The Millennium Bridge is the first new bridge across the river Thames since Tower Bridge opened in 1894, and it is the first ever designed for pedestrians only.
 Liverpool Street - The first parts of the station were built 1871-5 for the Great Eastern Railway Company to a design of Edward Wilson.
That was certainly a brief halt in a journey, but it was time to walk, so here?s the footnote:
From Liverpool Street, I turned left on Bishopsgate, the era of a time after the present, the designed to replace or decrease human labour and especially physical labour. On the third right, it was Lamb Street that leads to Hansbury Street, where there were bunch of foreigners, exhibiting 2nd hand clothes and home-cooked food in style. Then, I was finally on the mini main road called, ?Brick Lane?, the mistakable ?Pakistani? corner of the Bangladesh world, in East London:
Brick Lane is a market that winds its way up and down many streets branching off Brick Lane in the East End of London. Upon entering the market we were greeted with chants of, "Cigarettes, cigarettes for sale", as young men, who later quickly scattered upon seeing the police, competed at selling boxes of American cigarettes. By 11am, the street was littered with boxes, paper, and vegetables, leaving us to wonder what we might have missed in the early hours. We ventured off Brick Lane to find garage sale grunge for sale along side grocery stands selling gourmet cookies, candies and canned foods. We came across an auctioneer selling electronics and appliances in small lots at £5. By late morning, many of the fruit vendors were shouting,"£1 bowls!? Tools, small house wares, videos and CDs, toiletries, electronics, and second hand items of all sorts were among the offerings we saw. You need to be willing to roll up your sleeves and watch your step in this market. Brick Lane Market seems to offer less for tourists and more for Londoners needing to find bargain house wares and groceries for their flats.
Brick Lane street does have a number of trendy boutiques between Hanbury and Quaker Streets offering vintage and one of a kind clothing and accessories.
Anyway, my mission was to get to 166 Brick Lane, the Eastside Bookshop. There, where I could show off, the soon to be infamous English writer, Tarquin Hall, who signed away his books that has been launched on Sunday, ?Salaam Brick Lane?. It just registered in my head on how I witnessed Tarquin wedded his Hindi wife, Anu Anand, which only took place about four years ago in the County Registrar Office, Euston. Now in the limelight of being marked in a set of printed sheets of paper bound together between covers and forming a work of non-fiction. A true comprehension of the community in the East World in London, those who knows me too well out there, all I have to say is ?a must read?!
Incident: I was eating the infamous Bangladeshi codfish, and I swung around my stool to hear, ?Iddnt dis butifull efish?, as the cook, overweening yet humble, handled the raw of an aquatic animal in the air. I coughed up my glass of water, ?hain, MashAllah?. He walked away to the end to the grill as he sang some Bengali tune. The two Bengian customers just stood there and gazed out of bewilderment to that simple moment.
Note: I, now, travel everyday to the East for my work, the Art celestial body on which they live in. I have something to hold onto, that warehouse and such wonderful aura with supposedly graceful young gentlemen and their hint of cockney accent. Yes, I can say that I?m the odd one out with the ?proper? image of Londoner (!).
?Sure, this bulb is bright enough for you??, ?You should have some tea, so you can stay awake and strong when you paint?.?, ?Sorry to disturb you, but the heater is too hot, can I turn it off??. What an ownership I have when they are actually landlords of that place?. Tee Hee!
Thought of the day:
?Londoners do not know their own city? you will meet there frequently men who babble of foreign fields? but who would never dream of leaving the square mile, or the West End or their own special bus or Tube route, to explore further in the greatest city of the world.?
- Paul Elek, This Other London (1951)
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