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D'arcy's


We stopped for a quick browse at D'arcy's at Lucknow.  I've shown you this shop before.  It's a big shed so jam packed full of stuff that it is hard to choose what to show so in the end I settled on a couple signs with old and familiar names.

Talking of names, you don't run into many D'arcys these days.  And if you did I bet it would be a girl.


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  1. Love those old signs! And is that a discount sign I see in the first pic? Hope you took advantage!!

    Will be sending you another 'Royal' shortly, just as soon as I work out how to erase the 'dot' that's appeared in the sky ...

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  2. I love the old signs Joan. Mostly I love the name of the town, what connection could it possibly have to the Indian metropolis?

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  3. I'm on a self-imposed ban from these stores - my house is full!!!
    And my 3 sheds!
    But I DO so love junk.

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  4. I love old signs. These are great, especially the Vick one. So cool!

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