My running route would take me through the market in the mornings, only a few hours after it had closed up. I loved the smell of meat, which others would find quite offensive.
It's a lovely area, and home to one of my favourite restaurants, St Johns.
Did you run through Buyers Walk right inside the building, or do you mean Grand Ave, the short and often slippery vehicular road that cut the building in half?
Either are cool, although I like the image of you running through the actual market like Rocky Balboa in the meat locker or something
Yeah, Grand Ave I think, it was in the afternoons or evenings mostly, so everything was well cleaned up by then. No stopping to punch a meat carcass unfortunately :)