Yohoho! what a lovely day at Truro yesterday for the last Car Boot of the season which to my mind has been the worst season for many years so good riddance to 2016 season and roll on 2017 in the hope that sellers will do better than this year. Today we were expectedly quiet with about 30 sellers but up to 600 buyers and their kids spent well on the stalls so the majority of people went home happy. The Judge Rinder story has gathered a lot of interest from people who want to go on the coach trip to Manchester according to Marge with over 30 names even people who have never been to Par Car Boot want to go as witnesses. By the way don’t take this seriously cos it aint gonna happen it’s just a bit of fannying-on and stupidity before Christmas, isn’t it? I hope.

Everyone was happy today, I had a few mince pies given today some made with home-made pastry by our Jojo and they were absolutely lovely, she has really been into this Christmas making her own Christmas puddings mince pies and Christmas cake (hope she saves me a piece) and I got several kisses and hugs from some very forward maidens including Ann, Paula, Mary Moansalot, Whisker Chin (get a shave Mrs lady) and of course our Marge who had bought herself a guitar at the sale. Anyway she set herself up to play and sing right next door to Joey and his fruit and veg stall, as soon as she started singing in full voice she killed his bloody business and so the poor bugger went home FFS! Before Marge left I insisted that she sold it on to another buyer as a favour to her well blessed husband man Richard just to save him hours and hours of antagonism cos I know she intended to sing to him all over Christmas. My lovely wife is exactly the same as Marge she cannot sing shouldn’t sing, amen, I mean could you imagine them both doing a singalong on the coach to Judge Rinder in Manchester FFS!

Be nice to yourselves and to your husbands and wives and their lovers and don’t upstage the kids just let them run wild like you were never allowed to do and cos it’s their time and you are allegedly the ‘grown ups’ so set a high example and pay up and shut TFU cos it’s the kids Christmas time not yours FFS! Alternatively you could give them sod all presents and claim that they had all been stolen by Santa. It’s all very well me saying all this there is no Christmas place better at my age than without bleeding kids and what kid would want to be around me at Christmas cos I believe that some of they there boys should go into the oven covered in streaky bacon instead of the Turkeys if they are rotten rude or ridiculously ruddy rowdy towards their parents then shove them into the oven with an large apple in their gobs, and anyway they wouldn’t like me cos I am a committed self imposed miserable old fart and I love it! Sorry kids, been there done that, love you all but that’s the way it goes, big nose! Move on, deal with it!
Hope somebody complaints to the press about my lack of Christmas goodwill towards kids they had got sod all else to write about. Lies, lies and more damn lies. Merry Christmas!
Amen.
X

Anyway, the end of season is supposed to be a ‘happy face time’ for us cos we will hibernate in our homes for a few weeks then try to get a short winters holiday in the sun. Sadly ‘end of season’ means several weeks of unhappiness and loneliness for some of our staunchest supporters who faithfully turn up to our sales just to be in a safe Community environment ‘amongst other people’ and to enjoy their company and to get the occasional bargain. We know of so many customer’s buyers and sellers who feel that all of the Car Boot Sales here in Cornwall including Hayle and Rosudgeon play a real and very important part in their lives. They get rid of their loneliness feelings as soon as they arrive at their community car booty. We have been told by people who have been suffering from severe depressions and lack of confidence within the community but that they feel in a ‘safe place’ at their Car Boots whereas nowhere is really all that safe nowadays’ Nice compliments, depressions are for the depressive and the depressed, been there done that and beaten that but it’s bloody hard work and determination will win in the end my lovers!!

When you consider about being part of the COMMUNITY you will find there are no similar activities that can compare with the atmosphere at ALL Car Boot Sales in Cornwall. Nothing compares! The Councils offers absolutely nothing that they can claim will unite people more than Car Boot Sales so why don’t we ask them once again to consider giving us grants to build an all-weather indoor building for twice weekly Car Boot Sales and other COMMUNITY events. Also to be taken into consideration is the massive recycling we/the people do at our sales which is of great value to the local Environment.

Lou and I do ‘not do Christmas’ we are not spoil-sports we just think it’s for the kids only! We decided 20 years ago no gifts, no cards, no pressies equals no stress nor wasting pigging money on cards that 99% of em will go straight into the bin FFS! And, most presents that are bought with such love but so little thought will either end up getting a cash refund from the shop or more than likely being sold brand new with tags for a pigging quid within a few days after Christmas at my Car Boot Sales don’t you know, such is the gift of appreciation!

Happy Christmas my lovers my birds and me ansums and my wish to you is that you all load up with enough dosh for yer Christmas foods and yer crates of whatever then you completely lose your credit cards right up to the last day in January 2017 and that my lovers is when you will really find out who are your real and closest friends my lovers. Enjoy your life and a merry Christmas if that’s what you think I should say, Bah Humbug, but at least I am consistent dallings. X

This winter we will operate as many sales as sensible and hope that the Council (we can’t ask Europe any more) may in time approve an all year round under cover COMMUNITY HALL for the people! We did once have the wonderful ‘City Hall for real people events’ with crowds of them supporting the shows and the famous twice weekly Flea Markets with over 100 stalls plus hundreds of eager buyers who would attend the crammed full stalls for these weekly COMMUNITY flea markets with super bargains. Then the Council got money from Europe to rebuild an alleged ‘HALL FOR CORNWALL’ with promises galore that the Flea Markets would be retained which in reality was a LOOBs because anyone wishing to sell at today’s Flea Market will have to stand in the freezing bloody cold in restricted selling areas outside the heat of the building in the Boscawen Street entrance. I totally admire those old soldier sellers who for over 30 years have supported Flea Markets and for standing and freezing is the stone building just to earn a few quid. Most of them are filthy rich anyway, but I admire them even more because they are taking good care with their health as they get plenty of exercise with emptying the sodding car setting up the sodding stall selling for a few hours then reloading the sodding car with all of their sodding heavy stocks that didn’t sell FFS, (a real schlep) but the real bonus is they they can freeze their balls and their butts off (all included in the price) at the same time, so to speak!! Since The City Hall became The Hall for Cornwall it has become more like for the ‘posh Theatregoers dalling’ where it costs an average of £25.00 for a ticket for a two hour show! It costs only 50p ATM to come to my Car Boot Sales and you can stay for hours if you wish, what a stunning bargain and they get me as well for FREE!!