“Can I do the Eric Morecambe thing with the paper bags?”
“I don’t know what that is but absolutely not”
“but …”
“NO”

Fiona had decided to use her love of Making Stuff into a method of funding more Stuff to turn into other Stuff by selling her wares at a Craft fair. I had been drafted in as dogsbody and security. Mostly I ended up getting in the way. I attempted to size up the opposition

“Their stuff’s not very ‘crafty’ – and that one’s rubbish”
“Shhh”
“well, it is”

Craft is probably The Next Big Thing. That nice Kirstie “Location x 3” Allsop was on the other night making stockings and blowing her own baubles, which sounds like an entertaining evening.

Fiona, it turns out, is a dab hand at the sales chit-chat, largely because she was among her own people. There were discussion which i think related to buttons and crochet and ribbons but beyond that it all got too technical. I skulked and hoped no-one asked me anything tricky

I can confirm that the mulled wine stall was most excellent.