Whitecross Street Market






I very rarely spend much time in the city at the weekend - it's always so quiet and not much really goes on. It looks like a ghost town when you wander down the streets on a Saturday with hardly anyone around you and all the the shops are closed. So when I found out Whitecross Market was open for one weekend only I made the journey into town. Usually the market is only enjoyed by booted and suited city workers during the working week.

I met up with Lily, Hannah and Lauren armed with a few cheeky cans of Pimms in my bag and we set up shop on a kerb in front of the music canopy. The sun was out in force and we put the world to rights whilst being serenaded by a variety of singers. When my belly started to grumble we had a little wander to see what took our fancy. I opted for a burger - is it ever anything else? - stuffed with cheese and bacon finished off with a red velvet cupcake and a cake pop thrown in for the craic.

After the market packed up shop at 6pm, we wandered down to the lakes at the Barbican to bask in the sun for a few more hours. It was such a perfect way to spend a Saturday and i'll be sure to try and make more of an effort to enjoy the city more often.



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Brockley Market








Tucked away in Lewisham College car park, you'll find the small but perfectly formed Brockley Market selling some of the most delicious food you'll feast your eyes on. We of course went along to try Mother Flipper which you already know but we couldn't leave without trying a few more of their wares!

After i'd scoffed my burger I headed straight to Kooky Bakes to nab myself one of their Whoopie Pies for when the hunger pains striked again. A delicious concoction of red velvet with a layer of tasty buttercream in the middle. It was worth every penny of the three English pounds. My boyfriend opted for a more savory treat and treated himself to a small pot of garlic olives from Olive Branch.

We also got a pie each - pulled pork for me and stilton for Connor with a bag of pork scratchings to munch on. It was such a hot day and in hindsight we shouldn't have left the pies as when we got round to eating them later on in Greenwich Park, they'd gone a bit sweaty. I think they'd be much more enjoyable if we'd eaten then as soon as we'd got them. Lesson learnt! I completely forgot to catch the name of the stall.

We also spotted Professer Green queuing up for his burger next to us. Always nice to have a little celeb spot! I think he caught us talking about him as he turned round and gave us a little smile. Obviously we're not as subtle as we think we are!

Have you been to Brockley Market?
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