I don’t know who she is, but taggers seem to be afraid of her. She’s doing her thing on a garage door on Memory Lane. That’s what I said. Memory Lane.
It’s south of Queen Street East, west of Greenwood. I walked there to see houses whose front doors, I was told, open onto an alley. That doesn’t happen on Memory Lane, but it does on a street half a block south.
Technically, Sears Street isn’t an alley. It has a street name, but otherwise it’s very alley-like. I think it’s a great idea to make such use of laneways and I hope Toronto does more of it … not necessarily with new, infill builds, but with repurposing and reimagining of existing structures.
Come to think of it, Sears is a Memory now, isn’t it?
While I was poking around the rapidly gentrifying area, I found this Ye Olde Blacksmiths Shoppe sign, maybe dating back to hippie times.
The house was sold last month and won’t be home to new neighbours until the deal closes in a matter of weeks. Meanwhile, our former good neighbour comes back, rakes up and bags all that yard waste for pick-up day. We’re going to miss that gentleman.
It’s a real TTC service, but you can flag this bus down anywhere along its route. You don’t have to wait at a designated spot. Same thing for getting off. Just tell the driver where you want to be dropped.
Our driver was a congenial gent who reminded me of a young Bill Murray. Great sense of humour. He knows his regulars by name and obviously loves his job.
Just look at those comfortable seats compared with the flock-covered steel jobs in other busses. There are only 8 seats, but that’s most often enough and there’s a big space for wheelchairs and grocery carts.
I saw the bus at Waverley and Queen, so I jumped on for the ride … around the Beach, up Kingston Road, along Vic park, over to Dawes, into Crescent Town, ending up at Coxwell Station. Took about an hour. We stopped at supermarkets along the way as well as apartment buildings and subway stations.
You can walk the laneway parallel to the Bazaar’s Gerrard Street East from Rhodes Avenue to Hastings, on the north side.
I admit, some shots are from side streets between the alley and Gerrard. The last slide shows a brick cube, now with garage doors, but it might once have been a small stable. I know that there were stables along here.
This sign isn’t even in the alley, but on Gerrard. I just like it.