In Toogoolawah on Monday we saw a sign for a garage sale this coming weekend so being at a loose end and on the hunt for stock we decided to gatecrash/door knock and see if they would sell us anything.
Would they? Wow!!! Alan filled boxes and boxes of tools… nothing very old or fabulous you understand but all saleable and potentially profitable!! and of course heavy. Not too rusty this time but all had to go into the caravan, the van being too full already, although we had sold a lot over the weekends previously. I bought some attractive and interesting bits and pieces as well, including some linen to replenish those stocks but my best was the large concrete garden gnome in need of a bit of TLC but old-fashioned and also heavy!! She gave it to me.
I had listened with sympathy and caring to her story and I must say it was a sad one. Alan heard his and we compared notes. We only regretted that we could not have helped this aging couple, who were also planning to go walkabout, to get rid of their things that were holding them back. We would have loved to buy the whole lot – but being short of funds on our side and it not being on their agenda on their side, it was not to be. Nevertheless we had fun speculating about how much we would have offered if we could have and how we would have done it – cleared their house for them …
Their caravan was there, ready to go and take them to places they hadn’t been before. They had a bit to move on, not only the shed full of tools but the paddocks with cattle grazing in them and cupboards full of possessions that would not fit in the caravan, drawers full of cake baking pans… and treasured ornaments waiting for the family to come and collect them, each one beloved, with a history but willingly given to a particular child or sibling.
So what did we buy that thrilled us ? – an old Diana pottery fan vase a pink ‘vinyl’ record his grandfather bought for his grandmother before the war and 40+ LPs including some Johnny Cash originals and best of all 2 copies of Rock Around the Clock which is such a memory bringer for me. When I was 11 or 12 or something like that my friend’s big brother taught us to jive to that record. I can still see us in my mind’s eye hopping and bopping… Alan discovered a tiny pair of shears in a box – about 6 cm long. Unique and so sweet are they. Don’t imagine any of this came cheap, it didn’t and we are a bit surprised at ourselves for having spent so much on it all!! Maybe we did help them on their way. Now we have to turn it all into money so that we can keep travelling!! Wish us luck.