Up at 6am today (arrgghh!) in order to be ready for Irene to pick me up on the way to the Cranleigh Fete. Which in literary and meteorological ways was unfortunately something of a wash-out. We tried - and failed - to sell any Goldenford books, but we did fairly well with Irene's collection of collectable crockery and Thai teak powder iguanas. Which are fabulous, I must say, and a snip at £15 a piece. The woman who bought it was so keen she didn't even barter. Goodness me indeed.
I think the terrible weather was a turn-off for people though - all stall-holders were complaining about the lack of custom. Presumably because they don't know about the Curse of Goldenford ... However, that said, I did pick up some lovely and very cheap cards whilst there, as well as a kind donation from Irene of a really beautiful vase. Thank you, Irene!
And, having been sooooo good in terms of health for a month or so, I now have the beginnings of yet another cold. Dammit. Probably because I've been burning the candle at both ends so much so that there's scarcely any middle. So it's my own fault, double dammit. I am dosing myself with Nurofen Plus and Lemsip and hoping for the best.
In the meantime, I'm attempting to update my website as it's been around way too long, looks clunky and old-fashioned and needs a thorough overhaul. This time, instead of relying on the ever-noble Lord H (who's the only one who truly understands html) and some sticky-back plastic, I've asked Pedalo to give me a design quote. So I'm waiting to see what they can come up with.
Tonight, I shall do more sniffing and snorting (well, it's good to have a hobby ...) and maybe a little writing. But I don't want to overstrain myself, m'dears - I'm very delicate, you know ...
Today's nice things:
1. Escaping the Cranleigh Fair
2. Thinking about the website
3. Dabbling in writing.