Monday, February 16, 2009
Busy Pilgrims.
It has been the sort of day that I really enjoy - yes, you may have guessed..... we have been busy in the shop.
And the most enjoyable part was that over one third of the takings were for Bill or me!
Not that it amounts to anything resembling a fortune of course.
We all like to feel successful in our projects and today reminded me that I know what I am doing. I don't think Bill needed reminding because he has been doing well in the shop anyway.
As is fitting, Bill and I did most of the work.
I am not sure what Julie got up to - dear, sweet 80 year old Julie. She comes in for about 4 hours and I know she popped out to meet friends twice. After one trip she confessed she had been trying on shoes and really quite wanted a pair which cost £50. She probably has loads of shoes already so perhaps this would have been extravagant - but maybe she could have indulged herself.
Monika has been busy too. She did an antiques fair yesterday and this morning all her stock was in boxes and she needed to get it all displayed back in her area.
Monika lives in Dorking and therefore knows quite a lot of people so there are often visitors and chat. She also popped out a couple of times.
I went out once - to the post office. I also had a look in charity shops. I had a purchase in mind - a thick cardigan. It is much milder outdoors now - but it was still so cold in the shop and my thin jacket didn't seem to be enough. I found just what I needed for £2 on the bargain rail in the Help the Aged shop - the cardigan certainly would help this approaching aged person! They also had a table with trousers - buy one pair and get another pair free. I don't know yet if they are really suitable - but I couldn't resist a bargain and even if they have to go back to a charity shop then at least I know my money was going to a good cause.
The afternoon was real fun with lots of customers crowding into the shop and Bill and I busy wrapping and making sure the money was right.
It is so pleasant to share, really quite intimate, conversations with people who come in - they seem to open up and become your bosom friend. There was the lady waiting to have a new knee in March and an eccentric family who chatted a lot, well young Edmund the son did. The mother and father and Edmund wore a motley assortment of ill fitting and grubby clothes and were exceedingly well spoke and educated.
We were still selling at 5 o'clock - a clock of Bill's. He actually made no money on this clock. He felt it might have been a mistake to buy it and was happy to see it go and to get the money back in his wallet.
Well, sales have been written up and items crossed off in the stock file. We have eaten and I have had a shower - the first using the electric shower. It was really good - but I made a mistake of having the shower curtain outside the bath as I used to do - lots of water every where! We might get a shower screen instead.
The TV beckons - Who Do You Think You Are is on shortly. I don't remember whose family history will be delved into this week, but the programme never fails to fascinate.
I must get back to the fascinating ancestors in Bill's family.
Goodnight.
And the most enjoyable part was that over one third of the takings were for Bill or me!
Not that it amounts to anything resembling a fortune of course.
We all like to feel successful in our projects and today reminded me that I know what I am doing. I don't think Bill needed reminding because he has been doing well in the shop anyway.
As is fitting, Bill and I did most of the work.
I am not sure what Julie got up to - dear, sweet 80 year old Julie. She comes in for about 4 hours and I know she popped out to meet friends twice. After one trip she confessed she had been trying on shoes and really quite wanted a pair which cost £50. She probably has loads of shoes already so perhaps this would have been extravagant - but maybe she could have indulged herself.
Monika has been busy too. She did an antiques fair yesterday and this morning all her stock was in boxes and she needed to get it all displayed back in her area.
Monika lives in Dorking and therefore knows quite a lot of people so there are often visitors and chat. She also popped out a couple of times.
I went out once - to the post office. I also had a look in charity shops. I had a purchase in mind - a thick cardigan. It is much milder outdoors now - but it was still so cold in the shop and my thin jacket didn't seem to be enough. I found just what I needed for £2 on the bargain rail in the Help the Aged shop - the cardigan certainly would help this approaching aged person! They also had a table with trousers - buy one pair and get another pair free. I don't know yet if they are really suitable - but I couldn't resist a bargain and even if they have to go back to a charity shop then at least I know my money was going to a good cause.
The afternoon was real fun with lots of customers crowding into the shop and Bill and I busy wrapping and making sure the money was right.
It is so pleasant to share, really quite intimate, conversations with people who come in - they seem to open up and become your bosom friend. There was the lady waiting to have a new knee in March and an eccentric family who chatted a lot, well young Edmund the son did. The mother and father and Edmund wore a motley assortment of ill fitting and grubby clothes and were exceedingly well spoke and educated.
We were still selling at 5 o'clock - a clock of Bill's. He actually made no money on this clock. He felt it might have been a mistake to buy it and was happy to see it go and to get the money back in his wallet.
Well, sales have been written up and items crossed off in the stock file. We have eaten and I have had a shower - the first using the electric shower. It was really good - but I made a mistake of having the shower curtain outside the bath as I used to do - lots of water every where! We might get a shower screen instead.
The TV beckons - Who Do You Think You Are is on shortly. I don't remember whose family history will be delved into this week, but the programme never fails to fascinate.
I must get back to the fascinating ancestors in Bill's family.
Goodnight.
