sometimes you lose…

…and sometimes you lose BIG TIME.

Yesterday I traded at the Tulbagh Horse and Wildflower Show. It was the fourth day of the event, and I can only thank my lucky stars that I hadn’t signed up and paid for all four days. We were stationed in the back of a dark hall at the back of the market at the back of the show with no signage. We were between a bar (where the brandies and cokes were going down from 8.30am…) and a canteen where the meal of the day was curried sheep’s offal with a side order of boerewors. I’m not a big meat fan as it is, but the smell of this has now put me off for ever.

One poor chap, who had really beautiful wooden and beaded crafts for sale, had not had a single sale in the previous three days. In fact, he had been the only crafter in the entire hall up until the Saturday morning.

There seemed no point in dragging out this big fail til 5.00pm, and all the crafters wanted to pack up early (with the exception of the oyster lady, who had been stealthily removing two items at a time since noon and by 12.30 was already on her way home – it was a very hot day, too, so I can only imagine the oysters were good and smoked by then). I was told, by a very cross lady who wagged her finger in my face, that this was NOT ON, after which she moved her car so as to block the dusty exit road. After a short flurry of altercation (in which someone whose name will not be mentioned set off her car alarm and produced a knife which would slice through tyres like butter), we packed up and flew off. Vat jou goed en trek, Ferreira.

We were hot, grumpy, tired, dusty and headaches prevailed. It was not a good time to take in a drive through the town and across 8 kilometres of farmland to visit my friend Tina, so I’m just hoping she understood and that I haven’t lost a friend.

90 minutes later we were home; I ate toast with jam, switched my phone off, and slept for 12 hours.

Oh wait – I’ve forgotten the single highlight of the day — Tannie Marie’s lemon meringue pie!

lemon meringue

It was so intensely heavenly that even I could only manage one slice. It might the one single thing that ever lures me back there….


14 thoughts on “sometimes you lose…

  1. katechiconi

    Dikke koei. Dien haar reg! Sounds like you made the best of a bad day – the sheep offal sounds particularly alluring…not. But I agree that a heavenly LMP can cure many ills.

  2. yarnchick40

    Yikes! And here we think we are all adults & have learned our lessons already. Hopefully the rest of your week is smashingly successful & stress free 😘 At least you have plenty of stock left for the next one!

  3. vardi

    didnt realise it was SUCH a bad day! – but your always sense of humour is so lovely! – glad you got home yesterday and i hope today is peaceful and unwinding! love x

  4. kathrynrubidoux

    (((Jill))), I think you need to order a dozen of those pies and freeze them to have on hand for times like these. The pie looks and sounds lovely, the sheep offal not so much.

  5. Winter Owls

    Hi Jill, I haven’t chatted to you for ages! I’ve been absent from the blogging world for a while.
    I think you have the makings of a movie here, start writing your screen play. Now for titles, hmmn, what about “Back of a dark Hall” or “The stealth of the Oyster Lady” or “A side order of Boerewors” or “Lemon Meringue Pie saved me”…..


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