Post by Les on Nov 5, 2017 14:32:06 GMT
Tuesday was Maidstone general market day, standing beside the river behind Smythe and Drayson.
Do you remember, the wood yard? I can still see pieces of timber disappearing down the Medway after the flooding.
We entered the market either from a gateway on the riverbank or from where you now would go to the new courtrooms. Remember Norman Sturt and his delicious pie shop?
Looking down into Hart Street was a fancy dress hire shop with huge papier-mache heads looking down at you.
Entering from this street would bring you straight down to the main gate into the market.
On the right was the area used for auctioning livestock and vegetables. On the left, you would walk into the ordinary market stalls for clothes and hardware and meat and vegetables.
Some stalls were selling hot drinks and rolls and some were selling jellied eels, there were some very suspicious looking characters here rolling the bones of the eels around there mouths before spitting them out.
Around the back and to the top of the market was the area for auctioning junk (you know antiques now).
What a pleasure looking around here, I think I should have had a junk shop.
You could buy old garden rakes or machines for taking the tops of bottles, you name it and you could buy it here, if it was old, someone had had it previously and here was the perfect place to sell it and for us to buy it.
What a load of old junk we bought from here.
Do you remember, the wood yard? I can still see pieces of timber disappearing down the Medway after the flooding.
We entered the market either from a gateway on the riverbank or from where you now would go to the new courtrooms. Remember Norman Sturt and his delicious pie shop?
Looking down into Hart Street was a fancy dress hire shop with huge papier-mache heads looking down at you.
Entering from this street would bring you straight down to the main gate into the market.
On the right was the area used for auctioning livestock and vegetables. On the left, you would walk into the ordinary market stalls for clothes and hardware and meat and vegetables.
Some stalls were selling hot drinks and rolls and some were selling jellied eels, there were some very suspicious looking characters here rolling the bones of the eels around there mouths before spitting them out.
Around the back and to the top of the market was the area for auctioning junk (you know antiques now).
What a pleasure looking around here, I think I should have had a junk shop.
You could buy old garden rakes or machines for taking the tops of bottles, you name it and you could buy it here, if it was old, someone had had it previously and here was the perfect place to sell it and for us to buy it.
What a load of old junk we bought from here.