Harlow Market

A Memory of Harlow.

This was the year we moved to Harlow from Tottenham. The market was much nicer then than it has been since, especially since the council put up those awful permanent stalls. At the corner of the market nearest the clock on the wall was a second hand clothes stall. This was where my mum bought me a pair of jodhpurs when I went to riding lessons in Waterhouse Moor stables. There was also a man selling china. He used to arrange a set of china on a large plate and would throw it up in the air. I never saw him break any.