I recently made a massive change in my life, I’ve given up my work and gone freelance. Maybe I’m self employed…not really sure what the difference is, not really sure if I ever will know that – doesn’t matter, I’m free! I can get up when I want – funnily enough I actually get up half an hour earlier now than I did when I was working for the man; can work the hours I choose – to an extent. Deadlines have a bigger impact on this than anything; but the fact of the matter is it’s now up to me to get out there and find the work, up to me to do it, and it all depends on my own standard of performance as to whether the customer will come back or not. I’m pleased to say that all the clients I’ve worked with already are looking to have a long-term relationship with me and I’m hoping to tie down a few decent contracts within my first couple of months of trading that will keep me going for the rest of my days, I’m not in it for profit, I just want to help people get ahead in business as much as I can.
However, this blog isn’t about me…I have another blog for that…I just wanted to start off by explaining how after almost twenty years of gainful employment and being tied down to fixed working hours I can finally get myself along to Bonnyrigg Market again on a Thursday and you wouldn’t believe how happy I am to be able to do this! I think it’s time somebody tried to revive it!
I’ve been there for the last two weeks now and had been starting to go regularly before Christmas too. It has now become a priority in my life that I have to get down to the market on a Thursday to get my fruit, veg and meat for the week. It’s not the only place I shop; I always try to support local business and I love going over to the butcher’s in Poltonhall on a Saturday morning to get the breakfast in. You could serve me breakfast blindfolded in a Pepsi challenge with anything and I’d know the Lorne Sausage with the black pudding in the middle from Campbell’s every time – and even though I do like to do the odd hame-made one myself here and there…the steak pies they serve up really are the stuff that legends are made of!
Food is such an important thing in my life, I really can’t understand why everybody isn’t passionate about what they eat and doesn’t just eat good food all the time. I just can’t understand why anybody would go to a big supermarket now and keep filling the shopping trolley with the same guff as they bought the last time they were there. Actually, I can understand…it’s because they are filling themselves with processed muck that doesn’t provide them with enough nutrients to make a rational decision. Not enough brain power to think outside the everyday routine and not enough vitamins for the decision-making matter to say “wait a minute, this isn’t right!” I do apologise if this offends but if you find yourself reading it and getting a little upset that I’m pointing the finger at you then it’s an easy rectification…give yourself a shake mate and stop buying those shitty Tesco burgers!
I talk to a lot of people about food all the time and I think compared to most I’m quite aware of the current situation and how the market works. In my mind I can quite easily see the connection between people buying horse burgers from Tescos and kids dying of starvation in the Horn of Africa famine over the last few years. In fact…anybody who’s been watching Attenborough’s Africa on TV at the moment and saw those starving elephants…remember how he said the rains hadn’t come for two years and they were already late in arriving this year…baby elephant that died…remember? Think that’s not connected to our supermarket culture? Think again. there’s a film called Food Inc, I suggest you watch it. Drought, famine, floods, tsunamis, we’ve had them all recently. Guess what, we’re causing them, with our eating habits! Think of that the next time you munch a MacDonalds…Ronald kills elephants! Bit out there but I’m quite happy to discuss this if anybody has any comments!
Bonnyrigg market needs a revival. I know it would be weak of me to think I could go a couple of times, write a blog and turn the place round but if enough people agree and pass this story on then who knows, Bonnyrigg Market might just come close to reigniting its former glory.
When I were a lad…Bonnyrigg Market was the biggest, most popular and sprawling market around. I think Dalkeith market is probably more popular than it now because it is on a Saturday and more people can get to it but I think it’s a sad reflection on society’s view of food that the market that is at the weekend is better attended than one that is during the week. For me it show’s that it’s people who are actually in work who use it more. I’m not being scathing now, not meaning this to be a dig at anybody but surely it would make sense that people who don’t work should be going to the market more than people who do…in fact, what am I saying…everybody should be going to the market more! EVERYBODY!
Think of it in terms of food quality or value for money. Supermarket food is absolute crud and actually expensive; no matter how cheap they claim to be compared to each other. Market food is fresh, cheap and top quality. It’s a no-brainer…surly I’m not the only one who thinks this??? For under £20 yesterday I completely filled my rucksack with supremely fresh vegetables and I went over to the butchers to ask about the products and see if they actually knew where it came from. The Bacon, I am very pleased to say was Robertson’s of Ayrshire. Proper Ayrshire bacon where you know the pigs have had a good life, no stress, lots of lovely mud to wallow in and it is packed and sold to me as fresh as fresh can be. The best bacon you can actually get by far.
Check them out here: http://www.robertsonsfinefoods.co.uk/
There’s no way you could call it expensive; three packets for seven quid but there’s at least eight or nine slices in each packet, not your usual seven rashers of Tulip now. How annoying is that eh? Bacon rolls for two…don’t think so, your a rasher short every time. It’s like…not only is Robertson’s bacon amazing and not only do their animals enjoy the utmost of welfare standards but they actually give you enough bacon in each packet for two people to have two proper bacon rolls…that’s the icing on the cake for me, total winner!
That’s the meat bit, the fruit and veg is equally as amazing. I made a pot of lentil soup last week when I got home with all the veg and all you could smell when I put it on was celery; the whole kitchen just filled with the smell of celery – it was that strong. I’ve only ever experienced that from stuff I’ve grown myself before. As for the tatties…I hope beyond hope that I now never have to buy another supermarket tattie as long as I live. I am quite possibly the world heavyweight tattie munching champion of the world and one day I’m going to write a book with all the different ways I know to demolish a spud so I am so glad to know that I can now get truly fresh and seasonal fellies every single week at my local market again.
Twenty years ago I used to get dragged round the market by my old man in the school holidays to help him up the road with all the stuff. Back then if I got seen it would have a ribbing from all my mates for the next week until somebody else got caught “at the market”. This is Bonnyrigg, lets not forget that we are a wee mining town and when I was a kid the shame of being seen there has probably left an impression on my generation that it’s not actually the place to be. It must have because it’s still there but now everybody is choosing Mr Fat Cat Supermart as the best option for their shopping. Well not me, from now on I’ll be down every week to get my gear for the week ahead and I’ll be delighted to do it every time! I honestly haven’t felt better in my whole life than I do right now in terms of general health and fresh vegetables has everything to do with it.
Until the next blog,
Peas and love,
The Mondo Loco Blogger