Sunday, February 01, 2009
Hunting today was a cold experience.
We were promised snow and it now covers the world about us - and is still falling.
It has been very cold today.
The icy wind from the east can cut like a knife.
We opted not to be up early for the boot sale at Dorking.
But later we both felt deprived of a hunting day and so we drove down to Stable Antiques again to see if there was more to find.
Flurries of snow fell as we reached the villages below the South Downs.
As ever it was cold in the Stables - but we enjoyed a rummage.
We bought less than last time, but we have a little collection of things to take to Pilgrims.
I like the bentwood coat and hat hooks to be hung on the hall wall - somebody else's hall I hasten to add.
We chatted a while to a woman just moving into a space there - who comes from South London.
By the time we have driven to Storrington we are actually half way to Chichester and, with a few doubts, we decided to carry on to see what was happening at the lunchtime car boot sale.
There were many more stalls than I thought; maybe they were not selling things we wanted or maybe the cold was not allowing us to find the deeper concentration and imagination needed to make positive choices. I bought a few books and a pile of Batholomew's maps for £1.
Bill did buy a rare sort of model van - not mint and boxed of course, but he got it for £20 which is enough to give him some profit.
Soon we were eager for warmth and we hurried along towards the cathedral - opposite is a Wetherspoon's pub.
There was a nice touch, for we heard the voice of a seeming angel coming from the cathedral end of town - a brilliant soprano. In fact she was a dumpy older lady, dressed in black, busking at the market cross. She had backing music taped and sang for the shoppers and for her supper. She had some CDs for sale and I gleaned as I popped 50p in her box that she was called something like Siciliano.
We ate cheaply in Wetherspoons - 2 meals for £7.69 - actually that offer has increased in price since we first started using Wetherspoons. But it was warm and bustling and the chilli con carne (me) and the meatballs and pasta (Bill) were good and tasty.
As we walked back to the car the snow was falling fast.
When we reached home we realised that Crawley had already had enough snow to make a covering.
I had the sale of 3 postcards on EBay to deal with. The one I listed 10 days ago of the ironmongers in Horsham, which I claimed would be a £40 card in good condition, sold for just over £10. Very pleasing considering that it is tatty.
Then I cleaned and wrote up the few purchases of the day - polishing the coat hooks til they gleamed.
We have rested this evening in front of the TV.
Tomorrow will be a cold day at Pilgrims. I suspect that Julie will not come at all - at her age she is entitled to feel nervous of the nasty weather.
I am not sure that many people will come - but oh please let us not have as poor a day for sales as last week.
We are already planning, not just what we can take in for the shelves, but also what we should wear to keep warm. I think Bill will have pyjama trousers under his proper trousers. I have leggings that I can wear. We will take in an extra electric heater and some tasty soup.
I wonder how much snow there will be by morning. The BBC report suggests about 6 inches.
Our journey to Dorking should be fine because the roads we use are main roads.
Well, time for a cuppa - catch up with some ice dancing which we recorded and then to snuggled down in bed with a hot water bottle.
Good night.
It has been very cold today.
The icy wind from the east can cut like a knife.
We opted not to be up early for the boot sale at Dorking.
But later we both felt deprived of a hunting day and so we drove down to Stable Antiques again to see if there was more to find.
Flurries of snow fell as we reached the villages below the South Downs.
As ever it was cold in the Stables - but we enjoyed a rummage.
We bought less than last time, but we have a little collection of things to take to Pilgrims.
I like the bentwood coat and hat hooks to be hung on the hall wall - somebody else's hall I hasten to add.
We chatted a while to a woman just moving into a space there - who comes from South London.
By the time we have driven to Storrington we are actually half way to Chichester and, with a few doubts, we decided to carry on to see what was happening at the lunchtime car boot sale.
There were many more stalls than I thought; maybe they were not selling things we wanted or maybe the cold was not allowing us to find the deeper concentration and imagination needed to make positive choices. I bought a few books and a pile of Batholomew's maps for £1.
Bill did buy a rare sort of model van - not mint and boxed of course, but he got it for £20 which is enough to give him some profit.
Soon we were eager for warmth and we hurried along towards the cathedral - opposite is a Wetherspoon's pub.
There was a nice touch, for we heard the voice of a seeming angel coming from the cathedral end of town - a brilliant soprano. In fact she was a dumpy older lady, dressed in black, busking at the market cross. She had backing music taped and sang for the shoppers and for her supper. She had some CDs for sale and I gleaned as I popped 50p in her box that she was called something like Siciliano.
We ate cheaply in Wetherspoons - 2 meals for £7.69 - actually that offer has increased in price since we first started using Wetherspoons. But it was warm and bustling and the chilli con carne (me) and the meatballs and pasta (Bill) were good and tasty.
As we walked back to the car the snow was falling fast.
When we reached home we realised that Crawley had already had enough snow to make a covering.
I had the sale of 3 postcards on EBay to deal with. The one I listed 10 days ago of the ironmongers in Horsham, which I claimed would be a £40 card in good condition, sold for just over £10. Very pleasing considering that it is tatty.
Then I cleaned and wrote up the few purchases of the day - polishing the coat hooks til they gleamed.
We have rested this evening in front of the TV.
Tomorrow will be a cold day at Pilgrims. I suspect that Julie will not come at all - at her age she is entitled to feel nervous of the nasty weather.
I am not sure that many people will come - but oh please let us not have as poor a day for sales as last week.
We are already planning, not just what we can take in for the shelves, but also what we should wear to keep warm. I think Bill will have pyjama trousers under his proper trousers. I have leggings that I can wear. We will take in an extra electric heater and some tasty soup.
I wonder how much snow there will be by morning. The BBC report suggests about 6 inches.
Our journey to Dorking should be fine because the roads we use are main roads.
Well, time for a cuppa - catch up with some ice dancing which we recorded and then to snuggled down in bed with a hot water bottle.
Good night.
