"Ooo that smell. Can't you smell that smell. Ooo that smell. That smell that's around you."
I always thought that song was just plain weird. Then I went to this charity shop. "Ah," I realized, "this must be the true meaning behind that song."
The Geranium shop on Walworth Road. You walk in and the first thing you notice is a slight smell. The smell that old clothes somehow take on when stored together en masse. It's not a terrible smell, just slight musty.
The racks are not organized by size like they are in most charity shops. Happily, however, the goods are organized by genre - bed linens are not next to men's shirts which are not mixed in with women's skirts. My favorite rack, though I didn't find anything 'Me' per say, was the one pound rack. It actually had some decent stuff on it.
There's also a nice selection of books.
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