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I’ve been marketing

Marketing as in visiting rather than attending. As an attendee I rarely get to actually visit markets these days. I love scouring stalls and hunting through boxes to find that special piece. Piece of what? Whatever. I have become better at this and aren’t just picking things up coz I like them, but really making sure I need them. Makes the purchase even more satisfying.
Markets have changed so much in the last few years. They used to be predominately second hand goods with the ‘fancy stuff’, the hand made items few and far between. Nowadays though, that’s what it’s all about. Hand made, niche markets. There is a place for both no doubt about it.

Back to the beginning, I had a day off form markets, so what did I do? Went of to visit some. A little bit of everything today.
I started this morning with a Farmers Market. I went purely to look as this one has a really good reputation and their website is brilliant. We rocked up (I had mr 9 and eldest’ GF, miss 17) and going on the number of cars it looked promising. I was sorely disappointed with what greeted us. It was a strange set up. The stalls were designed as boutique and almost arty but we were in and out in ten minutes, and that included chatting with a stall holder and buying mr 9 a snack.
Next stop, back tracked 20k. On parking the ‘ladies’ was required, then coffee and a wander. This market is like a huge garage sale/flea market/car boot sale, it is stretched out over a large car park and inside the hall. The inside of the hall, was home to most of the hand crafts, or old lady stuffs.
I asked one lady where I could find the coffee and her response was that there was no restaurant on site. What? So I ask again, which direction, is there a coffee van? Another strange answer, so we leave and head towards the visible food vans.
Once coffee was in hand, we wandered up and down the aisles. I found the best bag! Surprise surprise, pink and bright green tulips, it’s gorgeous, roomy and for $5 an absolute bargain. $1 bought me a tiny pink basket I can use on my own market stall.

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Lunch was had starting with Maccas drive through and finishing under a tree in a park where we met up with a friend and her two kidlets. By this time the weather was hotting up, around 27C, which for this time of year is just awesome.

Next stop. , a new boutique market in an outer, Southern Hobart suburb.
It’s coffee time again, and oh, look, I parked right in front of the van. This market is at the other end of the spectrum. Nichey, strict application process, but a full on marketing regime.
And that’s where the fun ended. No vibe, bland looking and very quiet inside the hall. There were some very cool, and definitely different products on sale, but there was still the feel of same same.

And that’s where my day ended. We went home, dropped eldest at work, his GF back home and then collapsed on the couch.

Of course, when you picnic, there are usually some hungry friends wanting to join in….

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Alfresco Sa… wait there, what day is it again?

That about sums it up right now. I’ve been so busy this week, I’ve missed a few of my regular posts. Saturday I thought of it, did something else then forgot completely. Sunday I didn’t get a break from 6am to about 10pm when I finally fell into bed. By the way – our market went off with a BANG!! It was a rip snorter. We opened up at 7 and until 4 when we left it was busy. Full hall, loads of people and colour – we did it! While I tell myself “you’ve done everything you need to, it will all come together” it’s easier to say than do, and I was freaking a little. I shouldn’t have worried, we were over run with people.
I also had some asking me for application forms…eek. It’s gonna be fun the next few weeks sorting through who’s coming and where we’re going to put them.

Hubby and I went out this morning and I can tell you, I haven’t fully relaxed for days, and that coffee was just the thing I needed.
If you’re interested in what I’m talking about, head over here to our market page. I started it last year purely as a blog for the market, a blurb and pictures of what went on. Now, it’s evolved into a one stop shop (a few things need tweaking).

I’ll get back to my regular nonsense soon enough. In the meantime I’ll finish this coffee and get ready for dinner.

A strange, but glorious spill of nuttiness.

I feel like I’ve neglected all my loyal readers. I’ve been so busy in the lead up to the market opening, and everything else, I’ve had no time to read any blogs, let alone comment and write my own. I have things to say, just no time to actually say it.

I’ve missed one day on my photo box, kind of on purpose. If I was comfortable of showing a picture of me looking rat shit then that would have been yesterday’s choice. I’ve missed taking photos, getting out and just wandering around.

I had a mini breakdown on Tuesday last week, and my partner in crime, was having hers last night. I know that on Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning I will be a stressed out mess, nothing that a drink or two won’t fix. And a good sleep.

We are fully booked for our first market, but now we need the people to come along. I’ve sorted ads for the local papers and this morning emailed off ads for radio stations – free community announcements are our friend. Lets hope they pay off.

Monday we put up signs, Tuesday I had a committee meeting for the local community centre, I’ve been de stashing beads, making orders, and attempting to keep the house in order. Thankfully hubby is home. Calms me down, but he can stress it with the best of them.

I’ve got stories in my head to write, pictures to take, posts to write, work, and socialising (gotta keep sane somehow). I’ve got loads of posts in my head, pity I don’t have time to write the idea, but I tend to write brilliant posts in head, and when the time comes to put it on paper on screen, it just never comes out with the right words. Or, it is too long after the fact and I feel it’s not relevant anymore.

My community centre work is not a huge lot at the moment, I am way too busy to do more than attend meetings – I had to turn down a sub committee last night for that reason. I know my limits. I tend to get ‘Westwinds head’ as it makes me think in a way I’m not used to. My partner said the market does that to her.

As I’m writing this, I just recognised that ‘putting pressure on myself’ thing. I was thinking abut making some new brooches, and then went “when will I have time?” Saturday is pretty well a write-off with market set up and family commitments, Friday? There might be a few hours, Thursday? Again, a couple of hours, but I have to also do house stuff, pack my own market boxes, and then probably spend half the day out in the city. At least I can write if I get the motivation to.

I’ve become a bit of a sludge monster. Beached whale. Feeling stodgy. Aside from a tad more exercise, I know what I need to do. I have to get back to the gym, but we are playing semi regular tennis. Although do what want, I’d have to play non stop for several hours. I looked at my diet, and it’s not that bad really.
I’m to a huge chippy or chocolate fan, soft drink in very little portions. Is even easier if its not in the house, I can’t eat it. M kids need to cut down on it as well.
My killer. Carbs. Toast, sangas (sandwiches), rolls, and then there’s the potato, rice and pasta. I’m or going to cut it all out, that would be a killer. But severely cut down on it. Tiny portions of the latter, and very little of the former. None for breakfast, and whole grain when I do. I’m working on a 3 week turn around initially so see how it goes. It certainly can’t be a bad thing.

Life goes on, things will ease up, and then, as they do, go heater skelter on me.
Hubby will come and go, or go and come in this case.
School will finish for the summer, eldest will get loads more hours at work (and hopefully his licence), I’ll have more work at the PO, Christmas and new year will arrive and round it goes again.

I decided I wouldn’t edit this, it’s as it’s come out of my head, in all my glorious nuttiness.
For my regulars, please know I haven’t forgotten you, and thank those who’ve commented but I’ve it replied to, I’m reading my favourite blogs, and I’m so sorry, but had to delete a whole slew as they kept piling up and I had no time.

A friend in waiting
Jen 🙂

And coz I can, a random picture.

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Alfresco Saturday – housework before socialising

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Balmy 20+C, windy as.
Washing done.
Pizzas done.
Market boxes packed.
A cool coffee before we head to friends.

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It’s been a week of….

This week has been one of those weeks. Full of everything and absolutely nothing at the same time. I’ve been busy around the house, we’ve visited friends, made an impromptu trip to the schools Arts Evening, picked up a motorcycle, I’ve got a market today to get ready forays working out what we are doing, want to do and need to do next week.
Then the school holidays start and, yep, once again, Hubby will be at work. That seems to be the tune this year, he’s at work during the kids’ holidays. Can’t be helped. And ill be working – around driving Mr 17 to and from work, or maybe the bus stop.

The school Arts Evening is a culmination of their work over the year to now. They have a gallery of pictures, and the bulk of their media and music work. Media shows included advertisements and school promos the kids make. Everything by the kids, and overseen by the teacher. The younger classes (the school is Kinder to Gr 10, 5yrs-15/16) do small performances based on a theme that has been chosen. This year was Carnivale, with poetry included from the older grades. There is also singing and music solos by older students.
The impromptu visit? The weather was crap and I’d decided not to go, mr 9 comes home and announces we have to leave by quarter to six. Why? What? He has been working on his class performance all week and somehow forgets to tell me he is involved. We weren’t happy, but can’t not go. Leaving the older at home – their choice – we head out and have a light dinner at the street food fair – BBQ and curries, cakes and drinks – before hand and meet a few friends. All this is fundraising for the year 9/10 for their end of year trip. I’m always happy to help out with these as one day, (next year) this will be for us.

Today’s fair is a small (if you call 30 stalls small) fundraiser for Alzheimer’s at Snug retirement village with demonstrations by the Zumba lady. MST things are packed ready, just a few last minute things. I’ll have the gazebo and be taking all my tables as well. Hopefully to will go well, the weather has turned from dreadful to just cloudy with lots of sunshine. My friend and I will be handing out flyers and talking to people about our market – I’ve just heard they’ve had a really good plug on the radio, so more fingers crossed, and more flyers printing.

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Motor bikes…ahh. The speed, the freedom. It’s about as daredevil as I get. We have borrowed a friends bike this time. A Triumph triple 955i. Twice the size of my dads, and boy does it feel it. I went for a quick spin on it yesterday and everything about it is fast. The pick up especially. Let’s just say I was very happy the bag rack was on the back. What a rush!
In comparison. Its like riding a postie/moped after a push bike.
Never mind the colour, but there are only a couple of these in the state, so unforgettable.
We’re going to take it for a bit of a road trip this week and do an overnighter.

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Have a great weekend
Jennifer 🙂