The Place of Dreams: God’s Own Junkyard

The Place of Dreams: God’s Own Junkyard

I didn’t think that I’d ever find a place like this outside Vegas.

It’s an assault on the senses.

It fulfils my need for colour.

It makes my heart happy.

It’s God’s Own Junkyard in London.

On a basic level, it’s simply a unit on an industrial estate in E17, full of neon and light-up signs. It’s open to the public every Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and they have a café that serves (huge) slices of delicious cake.

Every time I looked up, I spotted something different, and even as I was leaving, I was still finding things that I hadn’t seen and NEEDED to take a photo of… I eventually had to be dragged out by my poor husband.

If you love colour, this is simply a place that you MUST visit next time you’re in London.

God's Own Junkyard

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