On a misty morning we set off with a jeep full of my husband’s automobilia and his mum’s bits and bobs, many, many ornaments.
We’ve been here as customers before and at £2 each is a bargain for the amount of variety and quality at the indoor and outdoor stalls. Ranging from traders with special hand made signs or even fidget dragons and plagues with an amazing texture, through to people like me selling stuff I had at home. You may not think you need anything until you get here and suddenly you do.
Two hours in, hot and bitten by a horse fly, seriously thinking about a venison burger for lunch. Not much custom has come my way but my husband has done a fair bit. His stall is definitely the most popular for nostalgia and those small ‘I remember that!’ wow moments. Petrol cans and model cars are attracting a lot of attention, but the majority of people are moving through.
Dogs are allowed and despite the heat there are a lot here. I’ve said hello to a few, even had one crash out under my table to escape the heat. I have made a mental note to bring a bowl and water if we ever do another one. It’s a little heartbreaking seeing the dogs suffer.
Lunchtime comes along and a walk up the the portable toilets (happy to find they have been refreshed with toilet roll) proves everyone else is feeling the hunger pangs too. The main objective was iced coffee so I head to the ladies at Sugar and Slice as their coffee is nice and strong.
There is entertainment while I wait in the form of a local band, (find out more).
Five minutes later I get the coffee and a sausage roll and draft behind a car to get back to our stall. I seemed to be walking against the crowd.
While I was out I did have a (very) quick tour round the inside stalls. These are the hardcore traders, the ones who are making a living from their wares. But some beautiful stuff, knitted or crocheted figures, more 3d printed figurines and fidget toys, paintings, ceramics, fudges and olives, gardens wares and much more.
Back at the stall I drop my goods to £2 each for everything- we don’t want to take anything home. I’ve barely made £10. In half an hour, at £2, nothing else has sold. But technically we not here to make a huge profit, we are here to sell some bits for Gary’s business and he has sold plenty.
Have to admit the afternoon started to drag in the heat and watching other stall holders pack up and leave was adding to the slump. Customers were getting fewer so we had another iced coffee and started to pack up.
Home now, and both feeling satisfied with the day, much browner than we were and hungry!
Steak and sweet potato chips for dinner.
What a great day, we met some fabulous people, had some nice drinks and got rid of some clutter.