One accessory you will never see featured in Country Living : cheap plastic flowers, bunches of 'em. Skirmishing my way past the stall, I looked down my nose.
Who buys these things ?
Well, country folk , they must do. And the rubbish cakes, the brassy clothing and the hotdogs. Throw in another five pound extra love for only 50p .
Oi love you take your clothes and I'll take mine orf !! Country folk laughing and applauding the auctioneer. Some character, he shifts the biggest load of faded toys, broken printers, knackered chairs so skilfully you wish you had a pound on you.
For it is not often we do. We share a packet of chips, open, and one fishcake. By the time we have brought a delphinium plant, a few seeds four kitchen rolls and chews for the dog , we are wiped out .
I pop into Woolworths and think what CD I will buy one day.
Swaffham market , not Burnham Market, plastic flowers not David Austin.
Country living mate.
4 comments:
Mad Smithy buys them! All of that stuff, and then thankfully scuttles off and leaves you free to blog again. Phew, the return of the blog, what a relief!
Too right, that's Country Living. A cheese straw (shared) at the farmer's market is about our limit these days.
Lovely blog - I used to help as an auctioneers clerk in one of my past lives - great great fun - I never brought any money home as I always spent my earnings on things I didnt know I needed. I even bought an old tractor once - it is still going stong. Swaffham, I havent been there for yonks.
do you know the way to the poultry auction near Swaffam? need to get those hens one Saturday soon. Eden.
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