Victoria market
Is somewhat of a tourist attraction in the town where I was born and unlike the hospital I was born in, it still stands.
My first memories of it were formed inside what my parents called a haversack or rucksack. At 2 or 3 i charmed deli owners for bits o cheese a love affair that was terminated by dairy allergies and later after reclaiming her alas intolerances limit how much I am permitted to love her. Amid the noises n jostle and "treasures" we brought home there was a thing. That still lives on in my memory and those of I dare say most who have known it . Fluffy and golden covered in sugar and filled with red sweetness.
I have shared these with one lover for my birthday and friends in a morning as we were walking home to theirs from clubs. Unlike the ones near Footscray station it is my hope that these live on amid the the cheeses , leather, hats and fruit n Veg, for at whatever price they link me to myself young blonde and voracious. :)
My first memories of it were formed inside what my parents called a haversack or rucksack. At 2 or 3 i charmed deli owners for bits o cheese a love affair that was terminated by dairy allergies and later after reclaiming her alas intolerances limit how much I am permitted to love her. Amid the noises n jostle and "treasures" we brought home there was a thing. That still lives on in my memory and those of I dare say most who have known it . Fluffy and golden covered in sugar and filled with red sweetness.
I have shared these with one lover for my birthday and friends in a morning as we were walking home to theirs from clubs. Unlike the ones near Footscray station it is my hope that these live on amid the the cheeses , leather, hats and fruit n Veg, for at whatever price they link me to myself young blonde and voracious. :)