poems by Rachel Green
By clicking on the picture, I can almost browse the stalls.
*smiles*I found nothing I wanted to buy, that I could afford.
It amazes me that this market goes on so often over there. I can't imagine hauling my goods every week - but then it's cheaper than renting a shop and paying for staff full time.
Most of these traders work five or six days a week at different markets. The sausage man in the centre works the four market days here (Tues and Thurs-Sat) and at a different one on Sundays.
What a superb joiner Rachel. I was taken back to Chessy. I hope the market hall clocktower righted itself!
heh! It copied the Spire!
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