Car Boot Sale

Hi!

In my life, I have three main loves: Shoes, Bags and Dogs, and last week I went to a car boot sale and encountered all three.

The car boot sale was just down the road and I needed a pair of walking boots that fit me (mine were size five, and seeing as I'm a size six, it was a bit of a squeeze). So my mum, my dog and I headed off at seven am and parked three rows back from the sale. Astonishingly there were already people leaving with boxes of goods! Once we were in my mum had the idea to go to the back and go up and down each row of stalls till we came back to the beginning, so we walked all the way up, and turned the first corner... not that much. We turned the next and noticed a new stall, there were piles of clothes on the floor and they were still unpacking yet this stall looked like it was being attacked! You could barely see past the huge crowd which had accumulated around it! We decided to come back to that one later...

After going down every row we came back to the beginning, jackpot. There next to me was the best pair of walking boots I'd seen in the sale so far. (I would upload a picture but my cable mysteriously disappeared). Two pounds was paid and they were mine. I also spotted a really nice across the body bag at this stall, just a little less than A4 size with a picture of a pair of converse on the front. Surprisingly, that wasn't all this row had to offer, two stalls down I casually looked to my left and noticed another bag. this one was a BIG weekend bag with a map style pattern and an envelope style pocket on the front. Another pound.

Eventually we decided to go back to the extremely popular stall to see what all the fuss was about. When we got there, half the clothes were gone and it was all too small anyway... going over to the table of accessories, our dog noticed something and tried to run to it, confused, we looked, and saw the smallest, fluffiest dog in the world (other than ours). It was adorable, but a little shy... it ran away whenever someone walked past.

Finally, whilst walking back to the car (which took us ten minutes to find) our dog saw a stall with toys on the ground. Now my dog loves soft cuddly toys, but not for just carrying around or something cutesy. No. When it comes to my dog and toys he becomes a monster. He rips them open and tears out any stuffing he can reach, even if it means that his head might get stuck. He then completes his masterpiece by spreading the teddy bear insides all around the room, even in places where you'll find it a week later. So when he saw this stall, I was worried. Thankfully he didn't do anything too bad, so my mum bought him a tatty teddy for thirty pence. I was a little surprised by the cheap price, but it was two seven year old girls selling it to us, and as my mother correctly stated "That is why you don't leave your children in charge".

Thank you for reading this, and I hope that you'll continue reading next week. Bye!