Craft & Quilt Fair, Sydney - Egads

You might remember that Saturday morning I was in a quandry about going to the Craft & Quilt Fair. I did go and have that cuppa, and regained my composure. Then The Most DH found me and asked when I would like to leave for the show. I explained that I thought we'd give it a miss and stay home. He smiled that sly smile of his and said "We'll leave as soon as you're ready, so go get ready." Shortly, we were off.

The place was packed - to the gills. Packed to the gills with people who are either well versed in the Art of Show-Shopping-Warfare, just downright selfish, or both. It really was impossible to get thru the crush at most stalls to see anything. It always amazes me how many people it takes to decide if one wants to buy a thing. Most of the potential shoppers I observed clogging stall fronts, had one or more people with them. These little groups kept tight to themselves, actively ignoring everyone else, while having serious debates about whether or not an item was worthy to purchase. As though the very earth would stop in its orbit if they spent $7, and it failed to bring them immediate fame & fortune.

The Most DH went out for a breather while I waited three deep at a bookstall. Right up against the display several people were sitting on the floor leisurely reading books. Once I got within an arms length of the book I was after, I said to the squatter "Excuse me, Im just going to reach over you and grab that book." The look she gave me was withering, it spoke volumes on her opinion of me and my attempt to display some manners. Geeze Louise!

Some asiles were choked with people just standing around staring glassy eyed at the cieling, as though they had just given up all hope. In one such I lingered, to rummage thru my purse for some ibuprofen.

I wonder how the vendors faired in all this as I didnt see alot of money being passed around. Having done markets/shows myself, I always look for that. I did note that the stalls of individual artists did not have writhing throngs of lookers. Isnt that always the way?

Despite these obstacles, The Most DH and I had a lovely day out AND I managed to acquire a small stash of bits for a few planned projects. But Im in no hurry to go to another show!