Not in my Manor

I drove past this junk yard on the way to IKEA yesterday and thought it was worth coming back when the light was coming from the right direction.

Willesden Green is still largely populated by 4th or 5th generation Londoners and West Indians (who arrived in the '50's), both of whom tend to be suspicious of the unusual. I was pleased to see this rather eccentrically dressed woman walking up the road and into the junk yard. Sadly she was greeted by and over enthusiastic Alsation on a chain. Not very welcoming then!