Well after a long wait and being told we didn't have a spot. We managed to sneak our way into Totnes market on Friday. Sooooooooooooooooooooooo..............How did it go? I think we had a really successful day. Maybe not in terms of bathing in a tub filled with shiny British Pound Sterling-but in terms of getting amazing advice, meeting really neat people (including 2 torontonians) and learning what we need to do to make our next market successful. Plus...it's a really cheap way to advertise Lost Nation.
Our next market stall is going to be filled with really exciting things. Like-oh I don't know-some gigantic garden games (remember parties at The Knotty Buoy!?)
I've been trying to write this for the last 3 days but have been soo damn tired I haven't had a chance. I honestly felt like I 'd been drugged over the weekend. Today I didn't even get out of bed until 8:20 and anyone who knows me well knows that's insane. I just blame it on the clocks changing to make me feel better. Last night I had fallen asleep by the fire around 8 and woke up at 10 and peed the dog and went up to bed. I was just about to get into bed when I noticed a spider the size of my fist at the foot of my bed. He was too big to move and I didn't want to share the room with him so I slept downstairs by the fire. I haven't seen any sign of him today but I think he's waiting until lights out before he attacks. He's soooooooooooooo SCARY! I'm not even scared of spiders but this one is more like a small eight legged dog.