It was the Wonderwool Wales show this weekend just gone and what a time we had. Preparation began a month ago and the mill became more and more crowded with boxes waiting for the big day. Just as we couldn’t find any more space we decided that it was time to call it a day and if we didn’t have it we didn’t have it. I’d estimated we’d have about 40 boxes and booked a transit van.
In the end we had just over 40 boxes and the van doors did close, but only just. Five minutes after setting off we went back to drop stuff which should have been left behind. Thirty minutes after setting off we realised we’d forgotten the trolley for moving all those boxes when we arrived! Five hours after we set off (for the third time) we arrived at our destination.
It took a further 3 hours to unload and set up the stall but we were pleased with how it looked and did receive lots of compliments on the layout and quality of our fibres, very gratifying.
It was cold in Wales (actually from what people have said it was cold in Yorkshire too) and I was cold all day Saturday. The natives were friendly, the other stallholders were friendly, we met lots of new people, put faces to names and generally had a very good busy Saturday. Learning from the previous days experience I put on an extra layer and was even colder on the Sunday! People came in with tales of floods, trees down, roads blocked and snow on the hills. Worst of all, they kept telling me how nice and warm it had been last year.
This morning we took the van to the mill and unloaded, sorted out orders from the weekend and then I was out teaching all afternoon. Since returning, I’ve dashed around like a mad woman so that when my daughter came home from piano I can give her my undivided attention. To make up for not seeing her this weekend we have a girls day out planned for this coming Saturday and I’m so looking forward to it.
Despite the cold, wind and rain I can imagine we’ll be making the journey again next year.