He is now called Voldemort
somebody has too since the Bear became Archie
Yesterday I learnt several interesting things
about human nature and jumble sales. You see a couple of folk in the village
decided that they would have a jumble sale to raise money for the local church
although I don’t know which church as there are a few scattered about. It was this jumble sale that we did the name
the bear for, which I will return to in a bit. (no I'm not religious but a chap must do his bit)
Well on Friday afternoon after the market left the
village hall, the organizers of the jumble sale moved in. Our little job was to
get the tombola sorted, well that is easier said than done as I would not know a tombola
if it bite me on the leg. . . . OK I do now, I learnt quickly . . . . very very
quickly yesterday.
Anyway the key point was that when we arrived at
the opening time of the village hall on Saturday. There was a bouncer on the
door holding back the masses. I really mean it, it was scary. You see opening
time was 2.00pm and the whole event was due to finish by 4.30pm and the village
hall was heaving with stuff loads and loads of stuff and most of it a bit
dodgy, not as in stolen but as in O MY GOD what . . . that is YUCK.
Well as the clock hit 2.00pm the masses were
allowed in and it was not a quiet sedate wander in no it was a rush like the
Harrods sale at New Year on the TV. They all rushed past the tombola and Name
the Bear and the raffle and folk just fought over stuff and I mean fought, I’m
sure there must be some sort of reality show in what folk do in jumble sales if
this is normal. I thought it would be
quiet and no one would show up but apparently a jumble sale like this will be
stripped clean by folk who go to car boot sales where they sell it all again,
in fact a lot of them will have been selling it today.
In the end folk settled down and decided to try
the tombola and the Name the Bear and in the end the whole event raised about
£850 so not bad for a tiny village. As for the Bear it turned out he was called
Archie. . . It just so happens that at the weekly market there is a small
person of about 18 months who sells rather good organic meat with his mum and he
is called Archie, maybe it’s a coincidence but if so it’s a big one. I did not
guess the name correctly by the way as Voldemort was not on the list. . . DAMN
OOOoooooo one final little thing we have what
seems to be a fairly chilled sort of half tame young hedgehog in the garden who
is eating the birds peanuts so I took a picture of him early. A cool little
beast he/she is too and he is now called Voldemort
I could say so much more about that jumble sale
but I don’t have time which is a shame, it seems they bring out the worst
in folk and that’s for sure and I may never go to one ever again.
Wait...did you say the jumbo sale was to benefit local churches? And the goods were shady?
ReplyDeleteI might of sometimes I type and I really dont have a clue what I have typed and I was in a rush last night.
DeleteA Jumbo Sale sounds more fun
I have only been to a jumble sale a couple of times and I was SHOCKED at how cut-throat it was! I have a hedgehog which comes to my garden to eat the mealworms that drop off the bird table. He's called Prince Harry.
ReplyDeleteAround My Kitchen Table
That's Purrfect
Prince Harry eats meanworms I knew he looked a bit odd.
DeleteAs for the Jumble Sale yes it was scary I am glad I did not want to buy anything or I would have been attacked by the hardened jumble sale folk and left for dead.
I wonder if the people would have acted worse if the sale had not been for church fund raising.
ReplyDeleteI am learning about stepper motors and CNC router machines, as well as some general electronic and machining principles. It will probably be a little later in the summer before I get a CNC machine.
I think the fact it was for the church made little difference Mr ESB.
DeleteI remember doing stepper motors at college, but I dont remember a single thing that I was taught. It was back in about 1973 though so that was a long time ago and I did get smashed up in 1985 after which remembering much before that is difficult.
Oh, I wasn't aware of any '85 smashing! You will have to tell me about it privately sometime, if you desire. I had a bit of smashing in 2006-2009, mine would be considerably in slow notion but dvastating.
DeleteI will do that Mr ESB
DeleteNever trust a small sedate village. Just look at Midsomer Murders.
ReplyDeleteWow, from the sounds of it, those villagers make the January sales seem like a gentle tea party. Would love to read more.
Voldemort is cute. (I mean the hedgehog and not the evil master of dark arts) And Archie isn't such a bad name for a bear sitting on a chair.
Oooo I do wish our little village was like Midsomer Murders where entirely new bits suddenly turn up out of nowhere. It would be grand to think that next week a new ski resort might appear up a little lane no one has used for ages or a new village fish farm next to the grave yard instead of a pile of noisy dogs.
DeleteInspector Barnaby someone has thrown all the dogs and their owner down the old mine shaft.
WHAT . . . HANG ON What mine shaft?
Voldemort is cute . . . DAMN
Where I grew up, there was a huge rummage sale under tents every Saturday. I loved going with my father. He let me pick out little things and even bought me a purple bike.
ReplyDeleteThere was a time when these things were really cool but things change and there are less interesting bits to find. Although I still find the odd little gem in charity shops.
DeleteOh dear, I must say I'm quite disappointed to hear that your small village jumble isn't at all what I imagined. Life in a large metropolitan area has clearly activated my wishful-probably-not-based-in-reality thinking about small villages. However, one thing is for certain - we don't have any hedgehogs in Chicago gardens, let along fabulous little ones named Voldemort.
ReplyDeleteLife in the countryside can be great at times, but folk can be less tolerant also. Maybe because we have more space so put a load of us in one spot and the darker side of human nature sneaks out.
DeleteHedgehogs are seriously on the decline in Britain, but the ones around here seem OK at present and we do get some lovely wildlife in the garden.