When we arrive at 6am, the field is normally already alive with car booters and the professional marketeers. This morning, there were about six of us hardy (foolish) souls. As it was still pitch black and getting darker, (Well, as they say, it's always darkest before dawn.) we sat in the van and played a quick game of 'I spy'. I thought mine was quite good - T for tail-lights, from a car which had arrived, looked around and then decided to high-tail it off back home again.
By seven o'clock it was getting light and we had had our first coffees, put the signs up and were ready for business.
By 8.30 Keith had some half decent music on the computer (all mod cons in that van!) and I was devising an energetic dance routine to keep warm and not completely lose the feeling in my extremities.
By 9.15 we had decided to call it a day - probably the sight of several other vans and cars disappearing down the track to the exit clinched it for us.
Back in Wrexham, there was blue in the sky and no doubt the millions of readers based in North Wales will be reading this and saying, "Rain? What rain?" This afternoon was a perfect, sunny autumn afternoon. Sod's Law!