This cabbage was my madeleine -
I remembered the parade of shops in Palmyra Road -
Getting potatoes for my mum -
The green grocer's hairy wrists -
The big notes in the Oxo tin -
There, in the market by the river, I was ten years old again -
I remembered running back across the road -
Shutting the gate -
Saying hello to Mrs Nicholson -
Going round the back of the house -
A voice from the kitchen I'd thought would be there forever -
10.15
Saturday 27 July 2019
The Market
Town Quay
Wareham
Dorset
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