Saturday was a furious day, with an angry sky,
mighty winds and lashings of cold rain. But Linda was determined to go to the
once-a-month Littlehampton Market, come hell or high water, as she was in
desperate need of a handmade woolly hat and couldn’t be bothered making
one herself. Rosalie, the hat lady at the market, told us her 95 year old mother knits the hats, managing one a week; we were suitably impressed.Rosalie also sells a range of jams and savoury delights that she makes herself, some of which we couldn’t resist. She was pleased with our purchases, as the weather had put off the lesser mortals from visiting the market. Some people are such wimps.
These two handsome gents did a harmonious deal on
some custard tarts and vegetable whatsits. Matt, for that is the pie-vendor’s
name, works seven day as week, five as a motor repair shop manager and weekends
selling these delightful pastries. We can’t wait until he comes back to Littlehampton
next month, so we can pig out again.
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