After my trials and tribulations at the craft fayre today, I am defo going to reward myself with a glass or two of wine.
Was up really early this morning so that I could be ready to walk out the door at 8.30 trundling my craft crate with me. I was on my way to All Saints Church for the Christmas craft fayre.
When I woke up I realised that I had not made any labels for the table so that was another job to add to my growing list along with ironing the satin cover for the table and my Jungalow Craft bespoke t-shirt.
All of these should have been completed yesterday, but by the time I had finished icing Harry's cake I had lost the will to live and just sat watching TV for the rest of the night.
So Craft crate trundled into the church hall and the table set up all before the opening time of 10 o'clock. I was worried that I had not brought enough crafts with me but I need not have worried as the stall was rammed haha.
Amongst the raffles, tombola stalls etc Santa took up residence in his workshop. I had not realised how long the session was going to be and had that sinking feeling that I had 5 hours of selling ahead of me and nothing to eat. Luckily my sister and niece came around the fayre and I asked her to drop me off some biscuits. Bless her she did one better and brought me a Tuna Mayo sandwich a drink and 2 Yorkies, godsend. Over the Fayre, I came away with £76 which wasn't too bad, but £20 of that was for the stall hire, so I got a £56 profit.
And now that bottle of wine is defo beckoning me so Tarrar for a bit.
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