How the East End became high-end

London is still on a post-Olympics high, and no district of the city is more fashionable than the former stomping ground of gangsters the Krays, writes Dave Kenny

GASPARD has seen it all before. He sits at his shop window and watches the pseuds and the fashionable glide down the street. Young men in tight-fitting jackets, with convoluted hairstyles, waft by.

Beautiful young women hurry back to their boutiques clutching lattes skinnier than the young men’s jeans. It’s London, it’s Tuesday and everyone is looking cool, insouciant.