The Market At Christmas

A Memory of Chesterfield.

As children and teenagers my twin sister and I loved going around the market. At Christmas it was magic! We would come back home to visit our grandparents and family and Christmas Eve wasn't complete with out a walk into town and the market!
We would walk from St. Augustines (Gussies) and come in to the market square through a 'tunnel'. If it was cold, or if it snowed, that was even more exciting!
People were rushing about, buying stuff for Christmas Day. Then, like Ebenezer Scrooge in ,'A Christmas Carol', things were bought on Christmas Eve, not months before, like now.
Mum would buy fruit and veg off the stalls. I can still smell tangerines, wrapped in beautifully printed tissue paper! What a treat!
As teenagers, we had money for Christmas, so 'spent up' on 'the latest fashion' - midi skirts from the stalls.
I visited Chesterfield market, a few years ago now, with my daughter. It was the end of November, but had that Christmas feeling! It was cold, the lights shone and we bought her birthday present, a coat, from one of the stalls. Just like old times! Long may Chesterfield market thrive!

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