Shopping

A Memory of Romford.

My mother used to take me from Hornchurch on the 66 bus when i was a small child. She always went to Lous' stall opposite the cinema (flea pit as we called it) She knew him well and could rely on him. We would go and see the cattle being weighed and the sheep and pigs being tagged ready for sale. It was always very busy and noisy but i really enjoyed going. However as the years went passed the cattle disappeared and the cinema was knocked down and gradually what was once a thriving market became very drear