0ctober Plenty...(in association with Borough Market's Apple Day.)
The Globe Theatre. Southwark.
This annual harvest festival is a yearly event organised by a Shakespearean theatre group..like minded actors who create seasonal festivals, with an emphasis on the folkloric traditions, (yet with a contemporary spin) of Britain and all within an urban environment.
Their wonderful performances involve local community groups, artists mummers, poets... with a natural affiliation to the local Borough Market and a wonderful charitable organisation called Roots and Shoots - that supports young people with learning disabilities and works to provide them with requisite life skills. A very significant, local contribution and a cause, very close to my heart.
It is a festival also, to celebrate Mother Nature, abundance, give thanks to the earth for the bounty we share and especially the market holder's and farners who work tirelessly to bring crops to market.
Last January, I was bestowed the honour of being crowned 'Queen Pea' by the company and the Mayor of Southwark and therefore, was invited to partake until I relinquish my vegatable crown in a couple of months. My sceptre was a parsnip and my orb.. a turnip. It's been wonderful and there: Mrs. Greenwood.... my alter ego; (a sprit of Nature that I channelled) named after a poem by the visionary poet and artist: William Blake , was over the moon, for it all happened under the kiss in the shadow of Shakespeare's Globe. I teach English literature and language, so this was dream I had never realised I had dreamt, but, came true anyway.
"Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
'Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy." Christina Rossetti. Goblin Market
I can think of no better, nor perfect place than The Greenwoods to hold court but, in the Agora.
All that fresh produce and nature at full throttle.
Markets have always been sites of great magic. The odd hours they keep, an almost secretive camaraderie, storytellers, bards, itinerant pedlars, goblins and minstrels all gather in such liminal places and for this year...I have too.