Gone Fishin’

Located between a funeral parlour and an MOT Service Garage, sits Victor Eggleton’s Fishing Tackle Shop. It’s been closed for years, and in this state of disrepair, slowly getting worse, everytime I’ve passed it by.

It’s a rarity in London. Shops close, restaurants shut, pubs change hands, but nothing stays boarded up for too long. This place has been like this a decade or more. Inside it’s still full of fishing nick-nackery and dust.

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