The pedaling peddler

Can you imagine a bicycle loaded six feet high with a peddler's wares?  One passed me this morning - the rear shelf was carefully loaded up with brightly colored plastic tubs and bowls tied along the handles of half a dozen brooms, their multicolored bristles sticking vertically up into the air like an exotic dancer's feathered headdress, with silver-coated cake boards dangling either side of the rear mudguard.