TODAY is the last day Gloucester Green market will look the way it looks in this photograph.
From next week, the Wednesday market will be managed by an outsourced body. We visited the mart and chatted to a few of the traders.
Oxford City Council’s official line is that there will be no price hikes at GloGreen. But the traders have a different view.
One told us that the Council had picked the best of a bad bunch to manage the market, but another, who we chatted to and who will remain anonymous was way more outspoken.
He said that the change had caused a price hike for his outfit of 33 percent. The Council, he said: “Basically washed their hands of the market five years ago.” The Council had neglected GloGreen and its basic aim was to chop costs, in line with the UK government’s directives.
He counted the ways the Council had raised the prices, charging £2 extra for “advertising”, while car park charges were also hiked.
“Don’t believe anything you read in the papers,” he said. “It’s all about cutting costs.”
We’ll visit GloGreen next week to observe the new configuration. ♥
Dear thomas stewart,
We start roasting chiles this week – horray!
There are lots of beautiful green beans this week. Bean special is on! And we are continuing our annual tradition – the bag give away
lucky to have so many venders. tree bark might be ’round corner. Free Bag, Ummmm. don’t forget fungulating acreola. orange, not RED. ahso, 6′ crock Pots or bath.very Hot….
GreenGlo is luverly. It needs a proper dive bar & salad bar with apricots. Fussy about who’s moved your cheese? Careful and do not cut the cheese! Nial stepped on a mandrake_ the Chineese are not too happy about it. All traders need public liability insurance for 5 million pounds to operate a stall_ reason being punters at the green are always tipsy turvy. The bandstand is bringinging shexy back. Everybody stomp for the Last of the Summer Wine. Scottish pipers, we’ve got a ukelele band. We’ve even got some Indian drummers_ maybe a bongo on hand. Maybe a mandrake on a bongo or some fashion. Oompah-oompah-oompah.
Fer gadsooks, don’t fall down people and mind yer mandrakes! You’ll wash your hands too. No sense sneizing the lurgi brown spots of shite on your liver and onions. And then don’t you come a whining ‘Yak-a-boo,’ Ned, cause we’re not liable for lurgi, an as it may get your goat, nanny, and we’ll have none of that goat cheesecake here. Never herd of it. Ewe likely stepped on some at some other stall, mate. We’re not liable for anything for which we are not insured for. Put that in writing on a sign, Griselda. We observe the right to refuse acknowledging service to anyone. Move along now. Next bloke please! Fancy a mandrake?