9am Sunday morning saw we Belles squeezing our booty into Andy's car. We quickly filled it and Alex, Annalise and I squeezed in and headed to the metropolis of Ashendon to tout our wares.
It was raining so we were diverted to the cover of the hut and our car boot sale became a table top sale. Luckily we managed to blag a table!
As we hurried to unpack trading began. Professional buyers hustled for china, jewellery, smellies. We dug through our bags and boxes to satisfy demand and even the hardest booter among them gave us a fair price when we explained that our money today was destined for Helen & Douglas House.
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Bargains galore on our stall. |
In true Belles style we took the opportunity to enjoy ourselves immensly. We can only apologise to our fellow traders: Pietro for the toilet humour, Louise for leaving x-rated goods on your stall and Jessica for selling your x-rated goods.
We must also beg forgiveness from our customers.
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Isalda sorry for selling you the x-rated goods (and for this photo). |
Pam Rand can now set up an art gallery (with Gill) so we are sorry for that and also to Clare for being so blatantly opportunistic. Luke I was totally out of order for telling you Waynes World 2 is a really great film. And we are truly ashamed that we sold Freddo Frogs to children at 3p over market rate.
England Rugby fans we are so
not sorry for what we did to Martin Johnson (and on a big match day too).
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All that puff left me looking like an orange chipmunk but for £3 it was so worth the effort! |
Big Up to Vicky, Tans and Andy for the Leek and potato soup which was a welcome follow on to egg/bacon rolls washed down with plenty of coffee and tea. Also thanks to the Ashendon Playing Fields Association for giving us the chance of a fundraiser.
We shut up shop with £126.22 in the bag for Helen & Douglas House and headed home. The driftwood tree made it home though so please someone make an offer - it's very arty and will look lovely decorated with eggs for Easter, shells for Summer and baubles for Christmas.
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Tree needs a home. |
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