not the "markets" the economy talks about but the smaller markets we once depended on.
Yesterday I saw the message about the Bowerbird market not happening in November without surprise. The reasons given were the increased cost of running it at the venue it has been held at for so long and the smaller number of people who were prepared to have a stall at it.
I have no doubt both of these are true. There are also other reasons. There is a huge difference between running a stall at a market now and the sort of stalls which appeared at country fetes or school events when I was a mere kitten.
At the two teacher school I attended there were no such events or stalls but the "town" (in reality not much more than a hamlet) had an annual "Show Day". It would be held on "the oval". This was nothing more than a patch of land which had been marked out as one with the goal posts for the "footy" at each end. The boundaries were marked out from time to time by someone but it was a "make do" affair. The summer cricket pitch would get marked out at the beginning of the season and wiped out when the football season began.
On Show Day there would be tractors and "utes" (pick up lorries) and pens with cattle and sheep on the oval. There might be new farm equipment on display.
None of this was of any real interest to us children. We were much more interested in the single, small "show ride" that went round and round to some sort of tinny popular music and the stall which sold sweets.
The sweets were home made. They had to be home made. The women made them. There was nowhere to buy anything like that. The local shop sold a little bit of chocolate, "Life Savers" and a few packets of things like licorice. It was not unusual for them to have "run out" of all those things. The sweet stall was where we stocked up. We saved our pocket money for the stall. Would there be what we wanted there? Would we get there before everyone else?
Mum of course tried to prevent all this. She was largely successful. Our pocket money was severely limited. We did not dare spend the sixpence for Sunday collection the next day either. No, there was a limit on what we could buy.
We tried to tell Mum that toffee apples were good for us. They were a form of fruit weren't they? Somehow we never managed to snag a toffee apple. (Looking back I suspect the apples inside them were not that good. It was hard to get apples. They came by train from the city and were grown in the hills behind where I now live. Bush kids did not get them daily.)
There were "toffees" in "patty pan" cases. They would have "hundreds and thousands" sprinkled on top. We could usually get one of those. Then there would be "peanut brittle" made with the more butterscotch sort of toffee and Russian toffee, a sort of caramel made with condensed milk and there were marshmallows in square ice cream cones. There must have been other things but I know these were the things we wanted to buy if there were any left by the time we were allowed to get there.
There would be a "cake stall" as well. The women would make cakes and biscuits and compete with one another over the even sizes and the icing. The way an almond was place in the middle of the ginger nuts mattered. The "butterfly" cakes would have home-made jam and "cream" in them. We wondered how they were made because Mum never made cake like that. Cake was for birthdays only. She just did not have time for baking. We all hoped she would buy one of the luscious looking sponge cakes. Would she buy quandong jam and make us eat it?
I wonder what happens at country shows now. Do things still get made and sold? I suppose they must but there is almost certainly not as much of it. Peanuts would almost certainly be banned. There would need to be warnings on labels along with a list of all the ingredients.
And what about the city events? I have not heard of cake stalls at school events in quite a while. Go to any other sort of craft fair where food is sold and there are so many rules and regulations I would not even consider being involved. We are told it is all about "safety" and making sure "allergies" are properly considered. If something goes wrong then the consequences can be severe.
If you do have a stall of any sort it will be hedged around with all sorts of occupational health and safety regulations. Almost anything you make will be considered a hazard of some sort. There will be labels about environmental issues and whether items are "responsibly" sourced. Insurance, once never even thought about, is now an expense that needs to be factored in. Even the age of those attending and helping will be an issue. Almost anything that can become an issue will be an issue.
Is it any wonder that big markets sometimes do not go ahead? The craft fair I once attended no longer comes to this state. It simply became too expensive. The venues built for events like that have raised their prices to cover their overheads. Prices spiral up and up and then the event collapses.
I am fortunate I experienced those country shows and the country cooking. I cannot remember any of us being sick - except from more toffee than was good for us!