The crisp sea air breezed in on Sunday, as the traders all unloaded their car to make their way to the back of Glencarin Hotel. The air was full of promise of potential customers for the various goods on sale, from soaps, salts to delicious Dutch Doughnuts. As usual, Michelle and I were one of the first to set up. Being a little out of practice, as it’s been about 2 months since we have done a market, I forgot our displaying bookcase. But we made do with what we had and soon the Reading Pillows were out, the Travel Sketch Books were opened and the Sketch Prompt Jars were lined up.
I was very pleased as my new little sign moved slightly in the wind on our table cloth and the sun glistened through the colours in my Sketch Prompt Jars. I badly need breakfast, but otherwise I was hopeful for the day. Last time we had done well at this market, but last time it was just before Christmas with lots of tourists. I wasn’t sure how we were going to do at this time of year.
My small concern started turning into a larger one as the day went on. I sold one or two items, enough to cover the cost of our stall, but not really enough to justify us being there.