Georgia A.
Yelp
Lewes reminds me of a cove, or a beach, where the detritus of ages seems to wash up and collect like driftwood into the numerous antique shops/flea markets/dress agencies/second hand book shops, and so forth. It seems like no one in Lewes ever throws anything away, they just covet it until it gets old enough and then they put it up for sale. The Lewes Flea Market has a similar feel to the Church Hill Antiques centre; set in a building that looks like it may once have been a chapel or something, there are rows and rows of stalls selling small antiques and retro bits and pieces. I'd say that overall the stuff in the Lewes Flea Market a bit more 'junky' than the stuff in Church Hill Antiques, although I mean that in a nice way. They jewellery seems to be, overall, slightly lower quality, and there are more bits of toot, like plastic ornaments and so forth. However, it is huge - there are two floors, and lots of little nooks and crannies. You walk past a corridor lined with books in order to get to a room round the back with large objects and furniture in it, which has two old bicycles strung up from the ceiling. It's very interesting to have a ferret about it. The proliferation of shops like this mean you could very easily live your entire life in Lewes never buying anything new.