I am very proud. On Saturday I worked on the Gorwydd Caerphilly stand in Borough Market. I want it on my gravestone now: ‘Wrote novels, could handle a cheese-wire’.
Ned has just taken over the stall from Evan and Ute, Evan is spending all his time brewing beer now, and Ned has been working with the Trethowan’s for about a decade on and off, so now he is in Borough Fridays and Saturdays flogging their cheese in the Green Market.
It’s normally Joby who works with him on Saturdays, but she wasn’t around this weekend so I got to put on the apron, get my health and saftey training and work for Ned for a change. And I loved it. Helps of course that we are selling something very delicious, but after five days hunched over a computer keyboard, going and doing something totally different is a joy. Reminds me how important it is to get away from yourself from time to time. Bloody hard on the feet though.
Borough has a very varied work-force. Every other person I meet there has some strange other life going on. There are philosophers and PhD students, graphic designers and musicians, writers, journalists, film-makers, and around them drift tourists from every part of the world, and any number of Londoners stocking up with their favourite luxery foods. Or sausage baps, or veggie burgers, or venison, or hand-made chocolates, or jamon, scallops, wild rocket, oysters, chutney… you name it, they’ve found a way to eat it at Borough.