Peckham is hipster central now, and I’m not sorry about it. You’ve got galleries (The Bussey Building!), pop-up markets, and vinyl shops. It’s where artists go to make rent and still feel cool. You’ll bump into someone editing a film on their laptop next to a guy selling plantain chips. The mix is intoxicating. It makes you feel like you’re part of something new.
Want to join a pottery class? Done. Want to see underground comedy? It’s here. Peckham feeds creativity. If you’re boring, this place will wake you up.
