love a car boot?
I do!
The crack of dawn mornings, the shifty early bird who wants to get stuck in with helping you unpack, in the hope you may any second be unveiling a Ming vase.
The rediscovery of forgotten treasures, the memories they invoke of happier/sadder times.
"The shall I, should I,
maybe keep it till next time?"
Knowing all the while it must go.
All is so good for the soul...
I don't idly wonder...
I KNOW!
I have only been a seller once. As I unpacked all the treasure people were literally throwing money at me. I made about £400 in the first half hour, and it was still hardly light. Never again!
ReplyDeleteCrumbs Cro... what were you selling... the odd Sevres teapot or two, deconstructed Rolex watch and a marble bust of Napoleon?
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