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Sunday, 24 July 2011
A Sunday 'Boot Sale' Cautionary Tale.
I've just been told this story by the son of an old friend.
They were moving to a smaller house so Mrs G instructed Mr G (my old friend) to get rid of as much stuff as possible. Being an avid Boot Sale cruiser, he decided to set up a stall himself.
The day arrived and he enlisted the help of his daughter, who was determined that everything should go; regardless of price.
Half way through the morning Mr G decided to have a wander around the other stalls, and left his daughter in charge. In his absence she began selling stuff at knock-down prices, including a rather nice single 'old' candle stick.
Some while later Mr G returned to the stall brandishing another candle stick that was exactly the same as the one on his own stall. He proudly informed his daughter that as a pair they would sell really well, and for considerably more money than twice the price of the single stick.
When he asked where the other stick was, he was a little disturbed to hear that it had already been sold. It then dawned on him that the one he had just bought was in fact his own self-same stick; but marked up at ten times the price. Oh dear!
If you're just off to a Sunday Boot Sale..... Happy Hunting!
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!