More thrifting finds

After saturdays success I was a little wary about going to the Boot Sale the following day, Sunday. I am so thrilled with getting the Cath Kidston quilt at such a bargain price (the one I'd been watching on ebay has just gone for £54 plus £8 postage) that I keep going into the room where it is stored to stroke it. I wonder sometimes if I'm 'all there'.



Do any of you do that are am I the only one? I don't mean wonder if you are all there! I mean if you buy something you really love do you keep going to look at it? I bet there is even a commandment about not doing this.... coveting your neighbours ox or something. Anyhow, I feel guilty keep stroking and looking with pride at an inanimate object but at least I'm not doing drugs or something. ... it could be worse...couldn't it?


Hmmm, well Sunday dawned bright and early (alright early but very dull) and poor DH was dragged out of bed bleary eyed with commands to get up NOW! I darted round the house, letting dogs out, doling out breakfasts etc but somehow I wasn't in the mood. Know what I mean? The weather was acting strangely too. One minute light rain the next a glimmer of sunshine.

Neither one nor t'other.

I dallied a bit and the sun weakly pushed out from behind the clouds so we took that as a sign to be off.


I sent DH off on his own to look around. To be honest its difficult looking at anything with the DH there - he keeps staring at you in horror everytime you hesitate near someones stall and I know for a fact he is embarrassed when I start pulling at half hidden objects. The DH looks round a boot sale and sees piles of junk and plastic toys which are all probably hidden carriers of Great Plague spores while I see stacks of possible hidden treasures.


Anyway, I sent him off to look for fishing stuff and set about looking at this sale. I've been reading a few reports/blogs about boot sales recently and thought that since I was in an odd mood I'd look about me to see what other people were buying. Everywhere I looked people semed to be buying baby/toddlers stuff; prams, cots, pushchairs, car seats etc. There is always plenty of stalls with mums selling their outgrown baby items and I'd never seemed to notice before how well they did. Today I seemed to be falling over people carrying carriers!



In fact talking about falling over people why is it so many people are so very rude at bootys? If I stand at a stall, turn round and accidently bump into someone I apologise be it my fault or not. If I am stood behind someone and they turn round and bump into me I apologise. Yet it is extremely rare for anyone to bother apologising to me!


On Sunday I was at a stall and when I turned round there was a woman directly behind me evilly glaring at me. I mean EVIL eye. Like if I died or something she dance across my body with joy. I stared at her wondering what on earth I could have done to recieve such evilness. The only thing I could come up with was that when I turned around my trolley must have rolled back a couple of inches (at most)and accidently touched her.

"I'm sorry," I said, "Have I accidently bumped into you?"

She gave me more evil eye didn't bother to reply and turned away.


Thinking about it that woman must have been right up behind me - put it this way if she had been a man I could have had him done for indecency she must have been that close.

The more I thought about this woman's rudeness (and her spooky evil eye) the more I lost my temper. I thought if she dare come near me again and give me any indication of the evil eye and I'm going to freak out very loudly. Me freaking out loudly is far worse than the silent evil eye.

Anyway, despite me keeping a wary eye out for her she disappeared into the crowd and I didn't see her again.



Of course not everyone is so rude. I stood to one side to let a flow of people through a narrow gap and an elderly lady gave me such a beautiful sweet smile and called out loudly, "Thank you my dear."



Ummm.... I think I had an attempt made to chat me up too....

No, not by the sweet elderly lady nor the creature with the evil eye but by a rather handsome stallholder who tried vainly to lure me over to his stall.

I'd hesitated looking at a pile of fishing gear at the side of his stall (so I could tell the dh in case he'd missed it) when the man called out, "Are you looking for anything in particular?"

He was rather handsome...

Me being stupid and not at my best in the morning looked him in the eye and smiling said, "Anything that takes my fancy." You know sometimes I walk right into these things.

Him, inflating his chest and sucking in his waist, (Oh yeah know the signs of a man with designs)
"I've got plenty you would be interested in."


At this point I realised the undercurrent of the conversation and looked away feeling embarrassed, "Er, thanks..."


He came over to the end of his stall still beaming at me with his chest puffed out, "I've got some lovely pyjama's down there would fit you a treat."


'Help', I thought. 'I'm being hit on at a booty at 7 am on a Sunday morning.' "Thanks but I don't honestly need any more pyjama's!" I spluttered and I scuttled off quickly, the wally trolley banging on my heels I was going that fast.


I suppose it serves me right for looking at his fishing gear; men can be a bit weird when women start eyeing their fishing tackle.

So, (quick change of subject) what did I buy? Very little, the sellers just didn't seem to be out and I was in an odd mood after Saturday's high.

I bought the dunhelm cushion cover brand new for just 10p. It reminded me of the quilt so I just had to pick it up.

Also this book which is SO interesting! I'm gradually losing confidence in a lot of modern medicines and thought this book could provide me with a few tips on the alternatives. For 20p it was a must have.



Lastly I also bought the DH a dvd on fishing that he had missed and that cost a £1. So total spend was £1.30!
An odd day but knowing that I had two bootys the following day I wasn't all that bothered.