We partook of a loose omelette of three eggs and Goaty curd.. haha.. I bet you didn't eat such a tasty and nutricious fast breaker, did you? She drank cups of Velluto Nero, apart from the scrummy taste which is smooth and very rich, it has an amazing aroma.
The second Saturday equals Balham Farmer's Market and she had business to do with our Goaty friends. So hey-nonnie-no off she went with old Wicker Wheelie rolling along beside her to arrive at Victoria Station just in time to catch a (delayed) train to Epsom which conveniently stops at Balham.
The market was full of kids.. of both types! For Debbie had brought a few very small kids for kids to stroke and feed. Anthony was manning the stall and she went over to talk to him and as he was reallyreally busy she stopped lolling about and helped him with customers.
Zoom went all the milk.. Zoom went all her favourite cheese.. infact, it was busy until just after 1pm when all the customers seemed to disappear for a while but a few came back towards the end ~ 2pm.
She left them to pack up and went off hunting for the banner makers.. not to be found or she had gone the wrong way. She'll have to go back again this coming week and look again as she needs it to be priced asap and ready by the first week in August.
Then she and WW got on a bus and came home, via Waitrose as she wanted something. She perused their vegetables, measly small artichokes with no stems were £3.50 each.. she smiled and thought "not for us", paid for the two bags of golden caster sugar and walked home through Chelsea Green.
Where she smiled and inquired about his health when she was greeted by an old friend but she nearly choked when she saw he had his artichokes at £3.95! He smiled back and winked.. she winked too but walked on.
To deliver WW and her perishable goodies to the safety of chilly white larder.. aka fridge.. and then left the house again and went with a basket to catch a bus to the North End Road market.
She took mushrooms, courgettes and cucumbers from Karen, then found SIX very fresh, long stemmed BIG artichokes on Liz and Mark's stall for £4.50.. yes, two for £1.50! She did laugh, so did Liz when she told her about one costing £3.95 at Frys on Chelsea Green.
On up the street to Margie for a metre of cord, she's going to make a drawstring fabric cover for her basket, this way nothing can fall out and her wallet and mobile are safe from thieving hands.
Home again home again jiggedy jig!
Well.. it hasn't rained. It spat a few drops on the market between midday and one o'clock but there wasn't this horrendous downpour that they've been yacking on about, it may have rained elsewhere in the country but you'd think that with all the incredible satellite technology that they have, they could get it right about where it was going to rain, wouldn't you?
Tomorrow is an allotment day.. without me.. the weather looks decidedly dodgy with a beige sky, it's not a good look. And as she has work to do allover the plots and I was wimpy last Sunday about being in the big cage, she'll only take me in the bigger travel one and that, Dear Readers, is a hefty load to lug about.
But that's tomorrow.. and before tomorrow.. is this evening and I KNOW what we having for supper tonight.. Fish is the dish! Scrummy.. slurpicious Sea Bass fillets. So excuse me but I need her to shake rattle and roll ~ a pan or two.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 13th, 2015.
The second Saturday equals Balham Farmer's Market and she had business to do with our Goaty friends. So hey-nonnie-no off she went with old Wicker Wheelie rolling along beside her to arrive at Victoria Station just in time to catch a (delayed) train to Epsom which conveniently stops at Balham.
The market was full of kids.. of both types! For Debbie had brought a few very small kids for kids to stroke and feed. Anthony was manning the stall and she went over to talk to him and as he was reallyreally busy she stopped lolling about and helped him with customers.
Zoom went all the milk.. Zoom went all her favourite cheese.. infact, it was busy until just after 1pm when all the customers seemed to disappear for a while but a few came back towards the end ~ 2pm.
She left them to pack up and went off hunting for the banner makers.. not to be found or she had gone the wrong way. She'll have to go back again this coming week and look again as she needs it to be priced asap and ready by the first week in August.
Then she and WW got on a bus and came home, via Waitrose as she wanted something. She perused their vegetables, measly small artichokes with no stems were £3.50 each.. she smiled and thought "not for us", paid for the two bags of golden caster sugar and walked home through Chelsea Green.
Where she smiled and inquired about his health when she was greeted by an old friend but she nearly choked when she saw he had his artichokes at £3.95! He smiled back and winked.. she winked too but walked on.
To deliver WW and her perishable goodies to the safety of chilly white larder.. aka fridge.. and then left the house again and went with a basket to catch a bus to the North End Road market.
She took mushrooms, courgettes and cucumbers from Karen, then found SIX very fresh, long stemmed BIG artichokes on Liz and Mark's stall for £4.50.. yes, two for £1.50! She did laugh, so did Liz when she told her about one costing £3.95 at Frys on Chelsea Green.
On up the street to Margie for a metre of cord, she's going to make a drawstring fabric cover for her basket, this way nothing can fall out and her wallet and mobile are safe from thieving hands.
Home again home again jiggedy jig!
Well.. it hasn't rained. It spat a few drops on the market between midday and one o'clock but there wasn't this horrendous downpour that they've been yacking on about, it may have rained elsewhere in the country but you'd think that with all the incredible satellite technology that they have, they could get it right about where it was going to rain, wouldn't you?
Tomorrow is an allotment day.. without me.. the weather looks decidedly dodgy with a beige sky, it's not a good look. And as she has work to do allover the plots and I was wimpy last Sunday about being in the big cage, she'll only take me in the bigger travel one and that, Dear Readers, is a hefty load to lug about.
But that's tomorrow.. and before tomorrow.. is this evening and I KNOW what we having for supper tonight.. Fish is the dish! Scrummy.. slurpicious Sea Bass fillets. So excuse me but I need her to shake rattle and roll ~ a pan or two.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 13th, 2015.
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