Gallivanting around Suffolk on an April afternoon.

Thanks to Janice who still has 3" of ice over her rhubarb and Jennifer who has temperatures of over 80 F for comments yesterday, I love the way blogging opens little windows to other parts of the world. Cro in France would like a tractor with rotovator - must be a man thing! Thank  you also to Paid in Chickens and Kath, who are not so far away.

This morning when the sun shone it was warm, when it disappeared behind a cloud it was blinkin' cold. I was shifting a few hyacinth bulbs from the small back garden ( which is going to go back to grass) round to the front border.Also potting up a some more self sown herb seedlings. C.was sorting out the poly tunnel frame and getting the hot-spot tape on the metalwork. We also put the netting over the top of the fruit cage - that's a fun job! it gets caught on every single thing and we spend ages unhooking it.

This afternoon we did a  circular tour of a  small part of Suffolk. We needed to go to the mill for chicken feed  and as usual  we managed to combine that with a couple of other errands. C dropped me off in Framlingham so I could pick up some leaflets for the campsite tourist information shelf, I also returned a couple of library books and popped into the bank. After collecting the feed he picked me up and we went to our local Auction House at Campsea Ashe. This has recently been taken over by a different company who have livened things up ( and tidied it up - it was a mess before) by having more sales. Today was the viewing for their first Rural Antiques and Bygones Sale.
Oh my, what a load of rusty old junk - well that's what it looked like to me! Though I'm sure it will all be sold.
 Outside amongst the larger bits of vintage farm machinery was this dinky little child's gypsy  caravan. It's been newly made and has a little bench and table inside. I bet someone will pay a fortune for it.

There was nothing I wanted, even the few items of kitchenalia were rubbish. C might go back tomorrow and see how much the pig troughs go for. If he can get some cheap enough he'll buy them to sell through our Suffolk Smallholders Newsletter.  (Although Saturday Sales are notoriously more expensive than the old fashioned weekday ones).

After the saleyard we came back via Snape to call in at the Concert Hall and shopping complex to pick up more leaflets for the campsite. We didn't bother to look round the craft  and other shops or the big Antiques Emporium. Their prices are aimed at the holiday makers and second home owners, not for us poor country folk!

That's me done for today

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Sue