They come from all over the state to sell their produce once a month and are well rewarded. People pay top money at this market – not me; I went to Flemington yesterday and paid less than half the price. However, it’s hard to say ‘no’ to a Bacon and Egg roll at 8:30 a.m. and anyway I had an hour to kill before my pottery class at the community centre behind the market. I’m glad I indulged because by the time we came out of pottery at 12:30 p.m., the market was over.
$10 for the garlic – I wonder what the bush turkey thought of that – I didn’t ask because it was crossing the road; I don’t know why. (The chicken didn’t cross because it was chicken.)