The Last One of The Year

 

This is Lovely Hubby's 'I'm in the money' look....... good eh!!

 

 

 

We've just got back from our last car boot of the year, we've done eight in total.  That's eight Sunday mornings of getting up at the crack of dawn, to sort out the chickens and give the dogs a run, before driving for 40 minutes to get to the venues and set up our table for 7.30am...... phew thank goodness that is it for the year.

 

Our table today was bitty, bitty, all the last of this and the last of that.  The rain came briefly and we thought that would be it, but after a ten minute drizzle it cleared up enough to fling off the polythene dust sheets and start selling again.  For the final hour we had a 'closing down sale', everyone had a laugh and grabbed a bargain for the grand sum of 20p each.

 

 We did well considering selling at such low prices, by the end of the morning a grand total of £120.  Twenty of it is all ours, bits and pieces from our house and the other hundred is being split half and half with my brother.  Lots of the things we have been selling this Summer have been from the huge sort out we did with Mum of Dad's 'stuff'.

 

I'm going down the week after next to surprise my lovely brother with a little cash bonus, it's added up over the eight boot sales and it's fifty fifty all the way..  He's worked hard for his share too, backwards and forwards to the tip for Mum, lifting and shifting, so it's definitely well earned, as I think our share is.

 

But we have had fun doing the car boots, once you get there and have unpacked whilst simultaneously serving early customers grabbing what they want right out of your hand and fielding ridiculous offers for some of your wares, you can settle back with a well earned coffee and enjoy a bit of banter, a spot of haggling and a good laugh with folk that are there for a bargain but are loving the atmosphere as well.

 

 

 

And of course there are always bargains to be had, my purchases today were these two vegan cook books and.......

 

 

.. a nice fiction book, to sit and read on a Winters evening.  At just £1 each for the cook books and the other for 50p, I'm not really a big spender and it's nice to get a bargain.  Lovely Hubby spent a bit more than me £2.70, but he didn't get to bring his home, he ate it ......not a bad price for a freshly cooked bacon butty I guess, but I prefer my books, I get to have them a bit longer.

 

See you soon Graham with your earnings. I feel a bit sad now, another chapter is closing in our lives, Mum and Dad's house was full of Dad's 'stuff' and now it's clear.  Mum is gradually claiming the space she always deserved, the only downside is the missing piece of our family, I'm sure Dad would approve of what we have done and what we are going to do with the money we have all made from his things.

 

As I helped Lovely Hubby load the truck for the final time yesterday afternoon, there was a single white feather lying by the ramp to the shed, yes we have chickens, and some of them are white, but this was an absolutely perfect from tip to tail white feather lying directly in my path where minutes before there had not been one, and the chickens were firmly behind their electric fencing, think what you will, I like to think it was Dad giving his blessing on our final task.

 

 

White Feathers

 

Sue xx