How to organise 100 stallholders, helpers and demonstrators and 350 or more guests? Don’t ask me, I don’t bloody know. It seemed to have worked though, despite ever-lengthening round-robin emails from me to all the stallholders, with points 1 to 60 of what to do, what not to do, some of it written in red, bold and an increasing amount written in CAPITALS TO REALLY MAKE SURE THEY HAVE UNDERSTOOD. Yes I have become a market Nazi.
The goodie bags were a mammoth team task; once stuffed and stamped with a marvellous design by Maria Grist, they crowded my bedroom to the point that it looked like Santa’s Grotto. My hair went unbrushed for a week as I couldn’t find anything…
Let me take you on a photographic journey through the Underground Christmas market, a maze of surprises, disasters, pleasure, creativity, Dionysian tipsiness, epicurean chomping, business know-how, festival bonfire hippydom and music.
HandtomouthB sold home made Baileys and buttered rum. Yum!
Urtema Dolphin selling her Goddessences (uplifting sprays using natural oils and coloidal silver) and Creation chocolates. I’ve known Urtema since I met her in Egypt in 2002. Travelling alone with my daughter I was overjoyed to meet another single mother on the road with her son, only a year younger. We spent the next six weeks together, it made travelling so much easier and more enjoyable. Urtema is a brilliant cook and singer, in fact she’s good at whatever she puts her mind to… Her council flat in Brixton is decorated like a magical forest. She impressed the Dragon’s Den panel with her beautifully crafted raw chocolates which have aura transforming properties!
The shed at night: the garden looked very pretty as night fell, twinkling candles and a flickering bonfire.