Saturday, 4 May 2013

Flea market Saturday

Now a regular pitch for Knicker Drawers! Soon I might be bold enough to actually let people know where it is. When I can convince myself that anyone with an interest in bashing me over the head and dumping my body in the local canal isn't likely to show up.

It is a slow day, with several people not turning up, despite having paid for their table. Tsk. Must be the shining sun and the warm air noddling their brains. Who wouldn't prefer to be sat in a local town hall for six hours making come hither eyeballs at passing customers?

The woman next to me did well. I was most impressed when she sold the aeroplane propeller.

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