Wonderful, wonderful Walworth Road. Anyone who's ever been there will dispute the use of the word 'wonderful'. Unless they were on a mission: A Booty Crawl. AMP heads south of the river to check out one of London's thrifting hotspots.
						GERANIUM SHOP FOR THE BLIND, 397 WALWORTH ROAD. We start at the far end of the Walworth Road. We're nearly, but not quite, in Camberwell. The Geranium Shop is a classic chazza: it hasn't had a refit, hasn't got a 'retro rail', and still has bargains. Inside there's an extensive record selection including someone's collection of forgotton early-90s indie rubbish: Ned's Atomic Dustbin, Kingmaker, etc. The bag rack is always worth a rummage. The real star in here, though, is the beautiful lady behind the counter, whose white hair is exquisitely curled and who sports a diamante brooch of a flamingo that's as big as my hand.
		TRINITY HOSPICE SHOP, 393 WALWORTH ROAD A hop and a skip next door to Trinity Hospice. Sometimes this shop goes mad and sells everything for £1, but not today. Nonetheless we get ACE stuff here: Frances scores some adorable red and white plastic flip-flops with chinese writing on (£1.50) and I get AN INFLATABLE MY MELODY TISSUE BOX HOLDER for £1!!!! Which is amazing since I actually genuinely wanted a tissue box holder. Ta-daa! Such is the power of Thrift Karma.
SENSE SHOP, ??? WALWORTH ROAD You know how occasionally chazzas are full of scary ladies shouting and grabbing at all the old tat? Today Sense was like this, so we left. But in the past I've found a Hello Kitty tupperware lunch-box for 25p, so it's well worth checking out.
	SALVATION ARMY TRADING POST, 341 WALWORTH ROAD This shop is MAMMOTH. Sally Army shops are generally quite expensive, and the retro rail is invariably rubbish, but treasures do turn up. We find a luxurious red cloak for £9.99 which is fab, but not right for either of us, and in the past I've got brand new review copies of cool books for 50p. Plus, if you're a student you can get a discount card which gets you 12% off all purchases. Just ask at the counter. Cool!
				RED CROSS SHOP, ??? WALWORTH ROAD Keep going a bit to the Red Cross Shop, it's worth it. Frances, being a skinny siren, slinks into a sexy 80s black leather skirt, mid-calf length and with a cheeky bondage stap across the back (£5.99), while me, being a buxom housewife, cannot resist a frilly apron with giraffes on it for £1.50, and some old cards which say 'To My Darling Husband'. Cute.
And you're all done! Now hop on a bus to Waterloo, and go and show Sue at the Last Chance Saloon all your lovely bargains (or just buy some zines off her!) Don't forget to email us and let us know what you got, too!

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