I got dehydrated the past couple of days as I have been SO busy, and didn't pack enough in the way of water etc for the long day yesterday (8 - 5). No way was I going to part with what will undoubtedly have been stupid money for a drink on the showground. I ached all over when I got home and after my meal, had a 5 minute shuteye on the sofa which lasted an hour and a half! I then drank lots and lots of water until bedtime. I must have been very dry as I only got up once in the night (it's normally twice).
Anyway, some photos from around the Fair. A display box from the folk who sell the delightful toys and dolls at Malvern - they are just across the way from me.The old doggies are theirs too.
I think this is a Wild Boar youngster - they are called Humbugs. Well named.
Tam, Jon and Rosie came along and Rosie and I (she in pushchair) went for a walk. We found this garden ornament . . .
Other offerings on the same stand.
THey were filming Bargain Hunt. I think this is Danny Sebastian. He's in the stall next to mine.
By my stall, meeting and greeting. The dog in the background game up and goosed him shortly after this. I think there's still an imprint in the roof as he nearly went into orbit!!
My friend's stand. She always has some really interesting things. Check out those Victorian shoes and reticules.
I can remember when this Fair was so packed, there were stands all around the Balcony too . . . Now this Hall is half empty, as is the Posh Hall in front of it.
If you have the stables to put it on (I do, but fear the roof might collape from the weight of it!!) this lovely stable clock could be purchased, at a price . . .
The Bible Box was made in 1720. I call it a Bible Box, and you used to see them regularly in auctions when we first came to Wales, but perhaps it is a marriage box.
Our Dorset friends Bryan and Mary would come to Margam Antiques Fair to sell their Oak and Country furniture (they were Yorkshire by birth and Bryan was very fussy about what he sold). They used to pay £400 for their stand then - and we are talking around the Millennium, and a few years either side, before they retired. They used to stay with us, but then the extra drive got too much, so they would stay in a hotel near Margam and we would use the entry tickets they gave us to come and see them and look round, have tea and cake, and Mary always bought me empty jam jars for my jam making. Happy days. They are probably no longer with us, as last time we met, Mary's Alzheimer's was becoming obvious and Bryan had Parkinsons. . .
Right, this won't do. I will make some sandwiches up to take, and sort out flasks for cold water and tea. We aren't due in until 9.30 this morning and the Fair closes at 4, but I hope to be on my way homeward with the first load by then.





















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