I was really excited about the spring fair; the
Christmas fair was very successful. I made quite a few sales and had a lot of
interest. On Saturday we arrived at the hall for the Spring Fair I noticed the
size had decreased. In November the fair took up the main hall and both smaller
side rooms. This time everyone was cramped into the main hall. The organizer
told me there were more vendors which is unbelievable. In the winter we were
placed by one of the entrances so we got a lot of foot traffic. This time we
were in the corner between the Baptist Church stall and the hand-woven woolen items.
You’d think that since
both those stalls were heaving with people we’d still get a lot of traffic, but no. Funny enough
everyone walked by looking up to the ceiling as they passed our stall.
I’d
hoped that some of the happy customers from Christmas would come back looking
for more treasure. The only recognizable face was our neighbor, who did mention
that she loves her ‘Jacqueline Frosts’ and she still wears them.
As posted on FB and Twitter, I had a lucky dip on the
day. Prizes included not only earrings but chocolate and stationary. The Lucky
Dip did bring a bit of interest, especially from the older gentleman who
luckily drew a bar of Cadbury’s
chocolate. A few youngsters took a dip to get earrings for their moms for Mother’s Day which is in the
end of March here in the UK. But no one made any purchases.
Needless to say Saturday afternoon I was crushed. I
guess I shouldn’t
have been though. I should explain that Wraysbury is a small hateful town which
masquerades as a lovely quaint village. I would say racist but they weren’t particularly nice to
Neil’s mother when she
moved here 60 years ago because she was from Germany (and Jewish). There aren’t many minorities
here, and the town is run by a few self-absorbed, close-minded, bossy people.
If I had my way I wouldn’t
live here; I hate it! And when I get to leave I’m going to post a seething rant on the “village” fb
page to tell these people how I really feel.
I shouldn’t be upset that they weren’t interested in my
earrings, although I am. What upsets me more is that they didn’t bother to look at
the product because of who was sitting at the table. Unfortunately my
circumstances will not let me travel to other places to do fairs and shows. So
I’ll have to stick with
the blog and social media for product exposure. And I’d really appreciate it
if my loyal followers would share posts with their friends to expand my reach.
Don’t share this one
though, I don’t
want people to think this is what it’s always like!
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