The new one, which I visited yesterday, is a dismal place and almost deserted. The old one was always busy, and fun, especially outside on a Saturday night.
my gran used to work on a greengrocers stall in there and as a little girl i used to sit behind the very high counter on all the sacks and colour in my colouring book i must have been about 3yr
The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.
my first ever job at 15 was working on an outside stall selling royal albert bone china sets to the public the stall was run buy a guy called roy who was similar to eli and used to bid the prices down banging the counter with some trunchen type thing , tha stall was round the back buy the tunnel entrance, he used to pay for our dinner and used to go to a cafe called betty's for our break... ahh the memories of the old market
Eli was in the corner in the inside bit of the outside market, anyway the bit that wasn't the main hall.
Do you have Irish ancestry, Bert?
I have Chris and what bloody trouble they've caused. Eli's stall was under cover in an area known as the outside market, this area could have been an after thought and added on to the main hall after it was built. It was known as I remember it as "The inside bit of the outside market"
God help us, Come yourself, Don't send Jesus, This is no place for children.
Confession time. I went with my mother and wife shopping in there. My wife threw a cigarette butt on the cobbled floor and I laughingly said you will set fire to the place. It burnt down that night.
I liked the best place in the old market it was Amies Cafe just before the steps as you descend into the fruit market it had a little covered part where you could sit and watch the people shopping, pie WHITE potatoes and peas, my Gran and I spent some time there when I took her shopping my Gran was blind and I took her to the Market every Saturday.