The Junk Shop
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9 Greenwich South Street, Greenwich, London, SE10 8NW
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+44 (0)20 8305 1666
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The Junk Shop
- Address
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9 Greenwich South StreetGreenwichLondonSE10 8NW
- Telephone:
- +44 (0)20 8305 1666
- Public transport:
- Greenwich, National Railway
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The Junk Shop is precisely what it says on the front of the shop; a load of old junk which other people have decided that they no longer want. However, we all know that one person's junk is another person's treasure.
The stock is so varied, everything from antique tables and furniture to commemorative plates and books which are years out of print. There is a lot of bric-a-brac and tat which...more
Junk, the remains of something that has been destroyed or broken up [syn: debris, dust, rubble, detritus]
Shop, a mercantile establishment for the retail sale of goods or services; "he bought it at a shop on Cape Cod" [syn: store]
Basically this is a place where you can purchase nonsense that you didn't even want or realise you needed. It's also a little bit amazing! Run by 2 old geezers...more
I don't know where else in South London you can find an antique javelin, a birdcage and an autobiography of Frank Sinatra on the same table. The Junk Shop is an Aladdin's cave of rubbish/treasure on Greenwich South Street. The stock varies from biographies and historical artifacts (mainly right wing paraphernalia- a Daily Mail series on the modern monarchy, an enormous hardback on the Third...more
When i saw this place, I was intrigued. The Junk Shop. I thought the insides would be full of undiscovered treasures, hidden beneath masses of stuff. I was disappointed to find, however, upon inspection, that the name of this shop was no false advertising. It really is just a shop filled to the brim, piled high as Everest, with junk.
The place was more stuffed than your gourmand neighbor...more
