Hays Galleria stalls

absolutely no vested interest financially but a vested interest in making se1 an even better place to live work and visit. the stalls are selling the sort of tat you get at the down market end of oxford street; fake chelsea shirts with frank lampard's name (probably misspelt) are hardly the kind of merchandise that needs to be peddled in an underperforming retail space.

I agree with Zoe, The Hays should have even more stalls. London Markets are very on trend at the moment. I say make it bigger and better, bring more barrows, more colour and more life to the Galleria.
Its great to be able to browse market stalls during our lunch break and not the standard high street shops!!

totally agree but since when are the current crop of stalls at hays galleria on trend? its not quite broadway market down there is it?

I said markets are "on trend" . . . . I say keep current stalls, but bring in more. I can remember in the 80's there were more barrows offering a variety of goods. Expand what is already there. Why put individual people out of business, its a terrible shame for them. I spend my lunchtimes in the Galleria and have got to know some of the stallholders on first name terms. They have spent years there in all weathers, why put them out, where will they go?? They are all desperately worried people. I feel for them. KEEP THE MARKET ALIVE !

I agree with boroughpaul and janefs. The retail side of Hays Galleria is a waste of a sensational space. The stalls are rather bland as are the stores and restaurants. The bookshop is an oasis.

An imaginative landlord could transform this fantastic location into something worldclass now that the whole area is booming; a farmer's market, an art market, a flower market, a fashion market, a book market....

I love 'The Navigator'. Excuse the big image, sized for impact.

what a remarkable likeness

The sculptor, David Kemp, thought so too.

He was a tourist posing for a friend of his. I was standing on the low petanque wall, grumbling to myself that he wouldn't get out of the shot, when I suddenly realised that the guardian angel of photographers had plopped him down under my nose for a purpose.

strolling through at the weekend i was struck, again at just how dated the whole place is. it has the feel of 1986 about it accentuated by the profile given to tired names such as cafe rouge. if there are plans to redevelop the site, and if the stallholders are being moved on it is probably not before time