Yes, we'll catch the market in Nottingham. There's bound to be a bargain to pick up. Perhaps brass door knobs for France or a really nice sideboard from the auction rooms. No, it was cold and dreary and people were scavenging and scurrying around total rubbish in the vain hope of capturing a gem.
A few weeks ago Eileen recommended us dropping into a retail park and viewing a sideboard or two. We did, but no, nothing close to what we were looking for.
David and Eileen weren't in either so the idea of a hot chocolate and a friendly chat was dashed.
Driving back to Newark I set the sat-nav for Josselin in Brittany. It's an eleven hour drive...we're tempted but decide instead to pull in at a farm shop for a snack. What a dreary place. The cutlery wasn't clean and was easily bent. The crockery, service and general feel of the place were also sub-standard. Two bikers, or at least their bikes, provided the only interest.
Back in the car park we noticed a long scratch on our car. That's nice!
An hour putting together a supposedly simple computer desk, putting a new rug down in the hallway, having a haircut, bath and a good tidy up (not in that order) made me feel a lot better.
Should have washed the car but didn't.
Reading more Piaf, sketching, making plans and generally chilling.
Another day gone without losing home, health, family or friends. Can't complain!