Sunday market - its' customary high summer hysterical self - with Omough and Paul for the night, coming to select pix for my next expo. We did that on Monday morning which left the afternoon for paperwork; by the time of the evening market I was like a cork out of a bottle:)
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| Fran and Jo and Sue |
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| Andy and Andee |
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| Clare and Andee |
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| Jude |
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| Margaret |
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| Ann |
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| Kat |
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| Roy and Harp |
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| adorable Leo |
These Monday night markets are a blast:) There wasn't enough room for everyone but we managed to down wine and food and shout over the really very good music ( but-it-was-a-bit-too-loud.)
We - Bob and I - gave up early, me because the cigarette smoke was killing me and Bob because he's knackered.
But I hear the music as I write... good stuff .
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