It's not just a whirl of drinking till the small hours, sleeping in the garden and swanning around the fleshpots of the Black Country, y'know, occasionally we have to go forth and work.
Today's venue was the rather grand Victorian Masonic Lodge in the centre of Wolverhampton and, for the first time in ages, we didn't have to erect our own pitch.
Set up, unpacked and raring to go by 9am meant plenty of time to demolish Jon's cheese sandwiches and hang out with our vintage family before the doors opened to the public at 10.
Here's my talented & beautiful friend, Kerry (who blogs HERE) with her Mum.
Having the lovely Yvonne's stall opposite us kept Jon very happy.
Dawn, the boss, did a splendid job in organising.
How amazing is Anna's dress? I want it!
I couldn't resist a snaffling 1960s maxi from Jules and Jules from the stall opposite us.
Our pal Nadine and her daughter.
I met Emma today, talented and gorgeous!
Artist Yvette's stall looked like she'd broken into my house and stolen the contents.
Mick, a fellow Goa-goer and friend we made car booting years ago popped in.
As did Liz (in a Kinky Melon dress) and Adrian.
|My latest creation - I made yesterday from a 1970s pattern from Liz and a vintage pair of curtains from Annie.|
We're home, unpacked, the wine's open and we're waiting for a home delivery from the curry house then it's all stations go in preparation for next weekend's Indietracks where we'll be camping, trading and (hopefully) partying.
Hope you've had a fantastic weekend! I'll be over to catch up with all that's good in Blogland first thing in the morning.
Linking to Patti's Visible Monday.