A very lovely gentlemen approached me yesterday while I was seated or rather collapsed on my stand at the annual Brisbane Antique Fair. After a nightmarish week and a half of preparation for the fair as well as carrying out all the other squillions of necessary jobs that have to be done every day, I was slumped gasping and wondering where my social, home and personal life had disappeared to! This very lovely gentlemen walked up to me and politely informed me that for avid followers of my blog, it had in the last week been looking rather bare and would I please quickly update it. So an apology for my tardiness in keeping you all up to date!
Now it's Saturday morning at the fair and there are people every which way you turn so writing this is only happening in between chats, and as such so far has taken me 4 hours.Nick arrived (last minute as always) on Thursday afternoon so it was a mad panic to have everything set up before the opening night. With his ute loaded to the hilt with antiques and fabrics, one dealer remarked on how Nick insisted on doing everything himself - what's a delivery truck???!!!! But... at least it keeps things interesting oh daddy dear.and my very talented, budding photographer boyfriend Damien kindly ran around like a madman taking photos for me. (The bad shots like this one are all mine).




