Bright and early, and I do mean EARLY, we headed off to what was advertised as one of the biggest do's in the bargain hunter calendar, the Salvation Army fete! It was... an experience!
Even though we were there before 8am, the official opening time, the place was, oh, some what crowded...
Perhaps all the police there, and guys with helmets and nifty guns they won't let Jo's hold, seems a tad too much? If you think so then you've obviously not seen the horror of one bargain item and three determined housewives!
Jo plots her course of action. Maximum ground coverage is essential! Each tent must be explored! Take no prisoners under 99c!
Sadly there were also a lot of lines to get into the more interesting tents. We decided to give those a skip. The crowd could sense we were not die hard browsers and they're always keen to take out the weakest first! Being battered to death with a stuffed chihuahua - they lose more first timers that way...
Oh my section! A tent full of fat, fluffy toys! Just go on without me!!!
Seriously though, these tents held some weird stuff and, like hungry gazelles, we browsed!
Glow in the dark "golden" Halloween witch! A must have!
PVC toy dog that looks like a prop for a video that could get daddy into a lot of trouble if mummy ever found out about it!
More sweets than you could shake a stick at! (And trust me after eating half of that candy, you would only ever be able to shake!)
Hey they could be selling actual babies for all I know...
A true blood bargain hunter can spot at least 3 things in this photograph they absolutely HAVE to have!
A life size sarcophagus! I'll get one for my mummy!
Bren enjoys the spoils of war! Victory is sweet!
And I got something as well! Envy is an ugly emotion.
We had a grand time of it, but my my, aren't I glad we don't do this every weekend? The crowds and lines and people, people, people, would just be too much!
I wonder if anyone bought the sarcophagus?