We booked our flights and the rental car today for the wedding in June. I found a really cheap B&B in the same little village where the reception will be. It saves us a 12km trip to the nearest big hotel, which would be 40 Euros by cab . I called the cab company of that particular area and the person on the phone was really helpful and kind, he gave me some addresses of hotels to check out online. The nearest hotel would’ve been either Wieringermeer or Schagen and the latter was booked already. A room at Wieringermeer would’ve been another 93 Euros. So I called the lady of the B&B and was pleasantly surprised to find out that the room was available. The perfect place to stay, in the middle of nowhere, in farmer country!
I needed fabric to sew two new dresses, and a zipper to adjust and finish my dress for the wedding. So we went to Ridley Road Market, to this store called ‘Dalston Mill Fabrics’. An Aladdin’s cave to be explored, so many fabrics and colours, zippers, threads. I bought a dark chocolate satin and a light grey satin, thread and zippers so I’m all set to finish the dress for the wedding and start the other two in time. This store was situated next to the Ridley Road market, a cool market, we were a bit late but we’ll probably go there again. I need to look for bamboo steam baskets since mine are falling apart of intensive use. I also need to look for ingredients for Dim Sum, since I have been craving this and Sushi lately. I think I will make some Sushi next week and buy fresh tuna from this market.
We then rushed off to Lakeside, A. had bought the wrong size of shoes so we had to go there to swap them, they only had one pair left unfortunately, the ones on the shelf, so one shoe was slightly more cracked than the other. I went to Marks & Spencer and finally found the pants [cropped leg] that I have been looking for, so I bought two of them in black and I ordered another pair in a light grey tartan fabric [very nice!]. I will have to collect them next Saturday from Ilford. Because I have been craving for Asian food for days we decided to order in Chinese. Unfortunately Dim Sum is never on the menu, well, not the original Dim Sum, only starters… Anyway it was good but I will still make some Sushi next week!!!
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Ridley Road Market
Open: Mon-Wed, 9am-3pm, Thu 9am-midday, Fri/Sat 9am-5pm, Dalston Kingslane Railway Station.
London Borough of Hackney
This is the place to come if you’ve a penchant for Asian, African, Caribbean and Mediterranean food stuffs. Sadly, the market has made headlines in recent months for all the wrong reasons (allegedly illegal bushmeat is easily obtainable if you’re a regular to the market) although that said, it’s still a good place to come for cheap fruit ‘n’ vegetables, exotic spices and Asian specialities. Ridley Road market is a truly great place to walk around; it bustles, it jostles, it smells, it’s noisy, it tests your patience, it tires you out, it’s completely fascinating, at turns its comic and then somehow seems poignant. In short, it’s alive.
The mixture of races rubbing shoulders with each other is incredible: Indian, Chinese, Jamaican, old time Londoners (ie, pre-yuppy), Turkish, African – they’re all here, buying provisions, chatting away in all manner of languages and dialects. And the food on sale is amazing: dates, custard apples, big fat avocados, pomegranites, sharon fruit, mangos, pumpkins, sweet potatoes, puna yams, bags of garlic, thousands of chillis, a whole array of scary blackened smoked fish heads, and even rolls of dried, cured cow skin. The various fishmongers sell between them fresh tuna, coley fillets, live crabs, squid, octopus, salmon, cod, tilapia, skate, red snappers and psychadelic parrot fish.
You take as you find, speak of what you see, and after many years of walking down Kingsland Road, ending up at Ridley Road market, one can never tire of the amazing vibe of the place, its myriad faces and languages all competing with the sound of the market traders shouting back at you, selling they’re bits and bobs, rubbing they’re hands together to get the warmth back in, sipping hot steaming cups of tea. Ridley Road market, and by extension, it’s a great place; busy, colourful, unpretentious, noisy, real and alive. If you can see beyond its scruffiness, you might well find yourself falling hopelessly in love with the place.
© My Hackney
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Mum’s Letter
I received a letter from my mum today. I admire her strength because even though she has rheumatoid arthritis she still writes and sends me letters every now and then. There’s been very little communication between my mum and me for years because there was no trust. I always felt like I couldn’t honestly say what I wanted to say. I did once tell her how I felt about things after my father passed away and she hung up on me. I tried many times but it doesn’t seem to work so I gave up in a way. What’s the point if someone refuses to listen to you or literally ignore you or what you are trying to tell them?
Ever since I moved to the UK, I have been sending her little surprises, a nicely wrapped gift box with over a hundred pictures in them, I’ve printed them and cut them myself. Each set of pictures wrapped in nice golden tissue paper along with a very long detailed letter. I’ve sent her another parcel on her birthday in February and ordered a book for her which was delivered the next day. So I make sure I’ll send her those little messages of appreciation and I try not to have any expectations in return.
So each time a letter gets in I’m eager to open it and read it. She was very positive in this letter and she told me she was happy with the set of pictures I sent her for her birthday and the beautiful book. She feels lonely ever since my father passed away and is having a hard time moving on, it will be five years ago this October. I can relate to her loneliness and deep down I hope she will find the strength to move on and leave the past for what it is, it is only holding her back and making her feel miserable. I’m not allowed to tell her, it upsets her.
So whenever I write her back I always emphasise her strength, because I do admire her strength. I guess she is just too insecure to realise what power she holds within. So I won’t stop sending her little tokens of love and appreciation, no matter what she does with them. Hopefully one day she will be able to set her self free from her past and everything related to that so she can enjoy life as it is… and truly live.