Well, I am back home waiting for Tam and Rosie to arrive. I'm all set up at the Fair though I could have done with a little more room. We used to have a triple pitch, and that gave us room for Keith's militaria (two tables, one behind the other) and my end had room for some chairs/small pieces of furniture. Ah well, I have more stock in a box under the table and can replace anything I sell.
It was hard going into the big Glass House - this time last year Tam and I took Keith . . . It was pre-Covid when Keith and I last had our stand there. It was nice to see old friends, and have hugs, but I did feel lost without Keith. Fortunately Brita had laid on some young and willing helpers so I didn't have to carry anything heavy to my stand, and as a consequence, don't feel as shattered as I expected. The drive home was OK too, as in bright sunshine, and not like a previous time when I came from Carms, when it was nearly dark when I left and I had to drive home being dazzled by car headlights till I was past Llandovery and heading up into the hills.
I'm a bit worried about whether the car will start tomorrow, as it didn't want to today. It took 3 goes, and has started each time since (but the engine was still warm). I went into the garage before coming home - they checked the battery (OK, replaced recently) and said it might be the starter motor. It would need to come in for tests. Meanwhile, park it on a slope and cross my fingers!
On the way home, I drove along the A40 and was suddenly hit SO hard by past memories when Dryslwyn Castle came into view and I was taken back to the first time we ever drove that stretch of road, back in March 1988, going to explore Llandeilo for the first time. My eyes filled with tears and I let out a choking moan of loss.
After feeling that I just COULDN'T manage this weekend (tiredness etc) this morning, I am now feeling more confident again, and will try and keep up that positivity. Meanwhile, Tam and Rosie have arrived so will go and keep them company.
You're an impressively strong hearted woman. Those moments of sudden grief must be devastating, but you carry on so well--and you have your wonderful children to help you. I hope the fair is fun and a big success, new memories as life goes on. Be sure to bring food and drinks, stay fueled and hydrated. I have to admit an unreliable car---and your mountains!---would terrify me, I'd stay home. Would you consider a sales partner, some upcoming young dealer to work w you? And drive, lift and carry? And the militaria--estate auction instead of piecemeal selling? Surely an organized online and live auction would sell things faster and you could move on to your own interests.
ReplyDeletePS previously post: I still love that tall crock/ vase w the painted wildflowers, lovely piece.
Dear BB, YOU CAN DO IT! Good Luck with your stand at The Fair. Fingers crossed you sell lots, so you don't have to bring it home. Hugs Xx
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