Another shot at the ‘Valletta’ Sunday flea market. The florist rests side by side with the jeans/shirt vendor; if you look closely you will see, hanging above the florist’s stall, plastic bags filled with water each with gold fish for sale. I bought some seedlings from that florist.
The Valletta flea market brings back so many happy memories of my late father who died in October, 2011 (when I was abroad, alas). He used to love to come to this place on Sundays. Till a few weeks before his death at 96 (less 3 weeks) he used to come here, sometimes even by himself and go round the stalls buying – what for him - were necessatives. One of them was Brylcream, a cream for his hair because he used to say he couldn’t find it in the shops in his locality. He used to buy also a lot of chocolates and other sweets (who said they may cause diabetes?). I used to enjoy every now and then to phone him up Saturday nights and ask him if he would come with me there. He used to jump to the occasion. I still miss him.
I remember Brylcream! There are some things or places that will always trigger a fond memory of the ones we love. You have some very special memories there. I like the way you've used the selective coloring here. At first I didn't notice it because it blends well! Nice shot for some happy memories.
I am sure you miss him! he sounds like a great guy! the market shot is really nice, showing the business and all. Did you notice one bag of fish make a very nice hat for the man standing? lol
Oh, Dione, this is a sweet story, and I'm glad you can visit this place and think of your father. What a blessing to have him in your life for so long, but I know it feels too short.
@nanalisarocks Thank you so much for your wonderful comments and for your understanding. There are always situations which make one think of one's loved ones who are gone forever.
November 29th, 2012
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