It was glorious. People took photos, and he was used in an advert. Those were the days when every stall had a queue on it. The council makes attempts to impose itself on this small, unruly world, painting white marks on the pavements to delineate how far the pitches can stretch into the street. Thanks to the council, parking is too expensive for the traders now, meaning goods are harder to transport and more is wasted.
Berwick street has a dark side, and it's a good place for getting rid of stolen goods.
She tells me the story of the two vagrants murdered there three years ago. We knew those two boys, they helped on the market, they were asleep in a doorway when a man came and pissed on them. He probably didn't realise there was anyone asleep there. So of course, the boys jump up and say, 'what the fuck are you doing'. They swear at each other and the man says he's gonna come back and GET them.