At 11 o'clock on a Sunday morning, Spitalfields is already mobbed. Shoppers - a cocktail of Japanese tourists, groovy mums and pound-pinching students - nudge through the crowds, eager to nab that vintage kaftan or Pucci-inspired handbag. It's a real mix of the unconventional. Aspiring designers sell their creations (jewellery, clothes, hand-beaded flip-flops) next to organic food, Seventies furniture, quirky baby gear, hippie candles and affordable art. It's the kind of place you could buy an outfit for a party, food for the week and a gift for a friend's birthday.