The Bulawayo Flower sellers outside the City Hall in Bulawayo have been an institution for as long as I have been alive and trust me that is an extremely long time !!
A favourite and enchanting tourist trap featured in every tourist publication on Bulawayo since the inception of the city.
There is Ma Moyo with her colourful buckets of baby's breath and carnations brought in fresh each day from the Martins' farm - Ponderosa which is now of course no more at any rate....
And if Colin and Judy did not have a wedding on that week, you could sometimes get a precious bunch of Saint Joseph's' Lilies from Ma Moyo which was a real treat for the home.
There is old Willie Ndlovu with his half dead roses and the agapanthas he "borrows' on his way to work every morning !!
There are the predictable ready made posies and wreaths which were so popular for weddings, funerals and just to say "I love you" or just to say "I loved Life". Some still made of gaudy coloured crepe paper but they last a lot longer on the sad little gravestones.
On the northern end of the City Hall mall are the curio sellers selling everything and anything in wood, wire or soapstone.
There is that awful rapscallion Solomon who would add four zeros onto the price of a wooden hippo the minute he heard an American accent, but would reduce it quickly when you spoke even a word of Ndebele !!
Here are the worm sellers who could discuss most knowledgeably the merits and de merits of the thin red worms as opposed to the fat brown earthworms in the art of catching tiger or bream at Kariba (in spite of the fact that they had never gone further than Nyamandhlovu in their lives} !!
Here are the placid ladies who sit day in and day out, legs stretched ramrod straight in front of them, crocheting and knitting doilies and tablecloths festooned with pretty beads.
Still there remember are those little covers weighed down with blue, red or green beads, that were used to cover the milk and the sugar bowls back in the days when gentility was paramount
Still there are the touts and the tricksters, an integral part of the tableau of every society the world over, who would rush up to you and drag you over to someone else's stall where they would expertly talk you into believing that this particular hand- carved bowl was exactly the one you needed to send to Aunty Clara in New Zealand, and then he would fix his own inflated price which included his cut of the takings!
The wire toy sellers are there too. Such ingenuity was displayed by these dextrous young men, who could fashion anything out of wire "borrowed " from someone's farm fence or from the telephone wires leading to someone's property !!
Here are the livelihoods of countless talented sculptors, artists, floral artists, musicians, and entrepreneurs melded into a colourful and delightful mix of cultures and designs. The Bulawayo Flower Seller market outside the beautiful Bulawayo City Hall.