I love a good market, even if we don't buy anything. Faith, Jamie's sister, took us to a Sunday market in Bristol. To get there we parked a fair way away as we were going to loop back around to the starting point via the river and harbourside. We had to cross a bridge over this treachorous, churning, dirty river - it's actually a cut which takes the excess tidal water from the inflow from the channel to the sea. You wouldn't want to fall in there, that's for sure.

At last we arrive at the market - it's already bustling with people. It's Mother's Day, so quite busy (yes, by the time you read this, I'm likely well behind in my posting!). Again, it's nice to be out and about when it's not freaking lockdown - it's like the virus was a dream. You still hear a lot of coughing around though - here they call it the 100 day cough.

Of course, one can't go past the cheese stall and sample some cheeses. WE were cheating, as we'd already tasted the same cheeses at a market in Wells the day before, but don't tell. I bought a little pastry which was choclate and tahini - there were a couple of cake stands actually.

There was a lot more art and craft at this market. WE loved the charity shop plates that a woman had painted funny things on. There was a lot of gorgeous pottery as well. Of course I couldn't take photos of everything or I'd feel like a dick.

There was elderberry syrups, two mushroom stands, records, chilli sauce stands, and a lot more. Jamie told the elderberry lady some facts about elderberry and we don't know that she was that impressed about it. I ended up buying a jar of harissa from a really nice man. I'm fussy with my condiments but his were really tasty. And the person selling them to me makes a different too - we moved on from the hot sauce stand where the guy selling couldn't even be bothered to talk to us. I did leave his stall hiccuping from a sample of scotch bonnet sauce though.

For lunch we decide on Jamaican. It's very Bristol. They have a lively dub and reggae scene as well - we'd like to catch some bands if we can. We have jerk chicken and salt fish fritters.

Faith has crumpets - in fact, she's here to see her friend who has a stall called the Crumparim, which sells homemade crumpets.

We were pretty stuffed by the time we leave but Jamie manages to fit in a latte. We are almost tempted to buy some art but we couldn't decide which one so we left pretty empty handed apart from my jar of harissa and a massive bag of crumpets for later.

With Love,

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