It turns out that my brain’s still full – this time with germs.
I had five days off work at Easter, spent four of them working on the Emporium, and the fifth in bed with a chest and sinus infection. What a lovely relaxing holiday! This is our little stall at the Corn Stores Indoor Market, the first event of its kind. Unfortunately the combination of a quiet town on Easter Sunday and the absolutely pouring rain meant that it wasn’t terribly well attended – but we made a few sales, and had a lovely day chatting to the other stallholders. Hopefully it will be busier next time.
The following day (despite feeling terrible and having to hobble around with my walking stick), I forced Paul to take me on my annual pilgrimage to Carter’s Steam Fair. We stayed less than half an hour in the end – partly because the weather was terrible, and partly because I should have really been in bed!
We usually have a go on the arcade machines (neither of us being big fans of the actual rides), and Paul fancied winning this little chap to go with his ever increasing collection of miniatures to paint. Unfortunately the motor had broken so the crane didn’t want to work… until a nice man with a huge chain of keys came along and opened up the machine and poked it with a screwdriver until it sprang into life!
Paul seems quite happy with his winnings!
This dapper gent (half soldier, half carousel horse) doesn’t seem too bothered that there’s a giant chicken giving him a funny look…
…and I think this is the best advice I was given all weekend.
It may not all be going to plan (you may not even have a clear idea of what the plan’s supposed to be!), but if there’s nothing you can do about it, why worry?
(I worry a lot. I’m working on it.)
