I love reading about what other people have been buying, whether it’s clothes, books or a great bargain from a charity shop or car boot sale. So every now and then I have a little market boast. On Friday it was so dark here that lights were on all day and everyone was miserable. Yesterday couldn’t have been more different; beautiful October sunshine. It lifted the spirits and made people at the market chatty and cheerful.
One of the regular traders was selling baskets bursting with pansies for a fiver each. Goodness, you couldn’t buy the makings for that so I snapped one up and I’m really pleased with it. You never know what you’ll find at the market. One week, everyone will be selling books, though hardly ever books I want. Yesterday I saw stamps everywhere. The sellers ranged from specialist dealers to people who’d just put a few spares in bags at a pound a go. My luck was to find a chap who had a few albums for sale amongst his glass and china wares. After a quick look through I took a punt and handed over a tenner for two of them. This was money well spent because suddenly I’m all about stamps. I’d recently realized that I hadn’t looked at my collection for about five years. Now I’ve rediscovered a wonderfully absorbing occupation, just in time for winter. Off to pick the ones I want to keep and have a little gloat.