It’s the sabbath day, the day of rest, the sun is shining and you are of British stock. So obviously you need to wear as few clothes as possible whilst crisping your shoulders to a burnt frazzle you need to be off at a car boot sale before heading back home for a barbecue, possibly going via a garden centre :lol:. We came out of the house this morning to find a huge gathering of neighbours – the Thank Yous were taking the people three doors down off to the local market, Keith the attractive builder was looking quite scared and was very relieved when we exited with the children which instantly created a diversion of all the neighbours coming to coo over D&S. He got in his van and was away! I quite enjoyed crossing the road and giving an exagerrated wave and a cheery ‘How diddly doo neighbours’ but I think they are all too infirm and hard of hearing to have noticed. 😆
We did do the car boot sale bit of that ourselves. I love ’em. I love the poignancy of people selling once treasured Christmas and birthday gifts of children long since left home, I love the pretend cockney market stall holders who even wear money aprons and call people ‘darlin” as they try to see you cut price batteries or pound shop blister pack toys for two pounds. We went to a huge car boot sale at Fontwell Race Course today, it was seething with people, the road was all ground to a halt with people getting in and out of the car park and there were people everywhere carrying other people’s unwanted junk!
We spent just under £4 and got a Barbie puzzle, 4 Barbie books, a Barbie dress up designer toy, a huge box of toy plastic animals including loads of sea creatures and a really cool kangeroo with a joey that comes out of it’s pouch, a little Gromit bag, a Wallace sitting on an armchair, a peg doll making kit and a coloured peg puzzle game. A good haul 🙂
We came home and the children played in the garden with the slide, a green rowing boat filled with sand and another filled with water and various toys we dug out of the garage, while Ady and I cleared the whole garage out onto the drive, divided into ‘Crap which needs to go to the tip’ ‘Crap which probably should go to the tip but we can’t part with it so we’ll shove it back into the garage again’ ‘Crap which should probably go to the tip, won’t so should at the very least be shoved back in the garage but for some reason we think we might use it so we’ll bring it into the house for a few weeks before it gets put into the cupboard under the stairs which is a sort of holding bay for things which will find their way back into the garage again’ ‘stuff to sell on ebay’ and ‘stuff we genuinely do need and does actually belong in the garage’. We went through all the camping stuff and I’ve made a list of things we need to replace / get this year and then we put it all back in again with the stuff for the tip near the front for us to feed out bag by bag into the normal rubbish collection each week or actually take to the tip if one of us can summon up the energy to queue up there (there is always a massive queue for our local tip). I say ‘we’ but of course Ady did most of the work. The garage is full of things like mice and spiders and dust and although I was able to contribute in a supervisory manner (I am pretty ruthless about not keeping stuff, Ady is a total womble) I didn’t really like getting my hands dirty so I made lots of drinks and lunch and shouted at the children a bit to appear useful :lol:. Then I stopped bothering and sat and read my book chatting to Ady while he washed both the cars.
We came in and I did the kids’ tea while they watched Barnyard. What a pile of rubbish that is! Even Scarlett noticed that the male cows had udders which upon googling appears to have been quite a talked about thing. I didn’t really watch and I think there was some good music in it but certainly not one to recommend or watch again.
They took forever to go to sleep tonight, infact I fell asleep on the sofa for a while waiting for Lost to start and I think Davies might still have been awake :roll:. Ady cooked a lovely roast beef dinner and now I’m about to go to bed properly.
Oh, I like going to the tip when it’s busy! You can take a book, and have 3/4 hour or more of childless peace, all in the name of doing something useful! Result 😉
Comment by Alison — 16 April 2007 @ 8:36 am
‘Davies was quite interested in the whole thing and I told him that maybe we’d go up to London to watch next year.’
Well it’s this Sunday. The six of us plus Gaffer will be there? Will you?
Comment by Chris — 16 April 2007 @ 3:42 pm
Good memory 😉
Would like to but D has his first swimming lesson so couldn’t leave home until 10ish. Where were you planning to base yourselves? We could drive part way and catch a train for the remainder and get there for midday-ish.
Comment by Nic — 16 April 2007 @ 4:10 pm