On Sunday I got up shortly before the Sparrows and did a Car Boot.
It's one of East Angular's largest Sunday Markets and provides a good opportunity to move on items that are not of the very high standards that we require for our Ebay shop (note I'm resisting the temptation to emulate Gerald Ratner here). Some people buy at Car Boots to put the items into Auctions, some buy stuff at Auctions and sell at Car Boots, some buy at car boots and put the items on Ebay, some buy on Ebay and put in in auctions.... anyway you get the picture. Basically the same stuff goes round and round with nobody actually making stuff - a bit like the modern day British Economy.
I sold a double pushchair before 7am which was good. I didn't manage to sell my Spanish Guitar even though I sat in the back of the car playing it most of the time to demonstrate its gutsy, mellow timbre. "Oo jew fink you are ... Seasick Steve?!", joshed a mockney punter. "No, I'm his younger brother. Car-sick Kev", I reposted.
Anyway I don't have to attempt to paint vivid pictures with words as my friend Keith has alerted me to the fact that a documentary film crew were there on Sunday and the results are already on the interweb. See if you can spot me: