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| Tomatos Galore at Jubilee Market |
We had been for one of our long walks a few weekends back and had
stumbled upon what we later learned was the Borough Market. Rob loves to
cook and I love to eat so in we went. It was a Saturday morning and the market was
packed with Londoners and plenty of tourists. I hate crowds, not so much because I get claustrophobic, but
because I hate people getting in my way. I like to walk at my pace not
the pace of the human cattle herd. And, when that inevitable single human herd member totally oblivious to the rest of the herd around them stops in the narrow
pathway to read a text, chat to a friend or read a map, my blood pressure spikes and I fear for their life.
We had already found it impossible to get anywhere
near most of the stands to sample the goods. A photo was impossible because a head was always popping into the
picture. I'd been using my arm like a crowbar to pry a path through and
then that human cow did it. She was 30 something, maybe Italian and right
in front of me. We were crammed in a narrow aisle between two opposing stands and a pillar and the next thing I knew, dead stop and the mobile in her
hand comes up to her face. A text had arrived!
