I’ve found a Goblin Market!

Here sit a seasonal, succulent selection of plump & luscious market beauties; some blushing, some hiding their sweet faces, some on full display! Every colour is a temptation…

Christina Rossetti’s poem, ‘Goblin Market’ is alive and well: ‘Morning and evening,
Maids heard the goblins cry:
Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy…
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye
Come buy, come buy…
“Take a seat with us
Honour and eat with us”
They answered grinning
“Our feast is but beginning…”‘

These twisted, deep creased tomatoes, and the openness & variety of a market scene provide great inspiration to writers & artists.
There is something definitely odd and goblinly about this box…one bite may lead to another…


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