
Well I'm back and hopefully will be into my old routine again now everything has calmed down a little. I have had a really crazy week or two as work has been ridiculously busy and on top of that I was trying to prepare for the Bath fair.
The above picture is not of the fair, but is the branches and decorations I took to the fair which are now installed in my sitting room for a little splash of Christmas in the build up to putting my tree up. I don't have any pictures of how the branches looked on the stall, nor of the stall itself. I forgot to take pictures at the start of the fair and quite frankly I was too depressed by the end.
I've been wondering all weekend how I was going to write about the fair and in the end I decided to do as Jane did and be totally honest with you all. In a word, it was a disaster. Far from it being the success I hoped it would be I came out at the end of the day with a fairly significant loss. If I tell you I didn't even take enough to cover the cost of my petrol from London to Bath and back you'll hopefully get the picture. I have no idea what went wrong really. The fair was extremely busy, but despite the fact that my stand was the only one that looked really designed and attractive, rather than a jumble, I sold just a handful of Christmas decorations and cards and nothing else. I had comments that things looked pretty and lovely. My items were picked up and admired but just not bought. I'm not going to sit here and rubbish my fellow crafters but I will say that I was really surprised at what did sell. I had two particularly depressing moments. One was the two ladies who were admiring my decorations, picking them up, ooing and aarrring over them and in general making me think I was about to make a good sale. Then they turned to me and explained that one of them worked with children and they thought my decorations were and excellent idea for something to make with the children. As they were felt the children would find it easy to do something similar! The second moment came when I very smart, expensively dressed woman also spent ages looking at the decorations, picking them up and examining them in detail. She asked me the cost(£1.50 each) and I thought great she's definitely going to buy a few, only for her to say I'll have one please! I'm sorry, I know I should be grateful and perhaps her appearence actually didn't match her budget but really it was just the final straw.
Sorry dear bloggers, I hate to be so moany and depressing. I'm just so disappointed that this fair was such a disaster. I'd kind of told myself that if I couldn't sell well in the centre of Bath, the first weekend of December then I may as well give up on Nonnie Home. I'm not sure I am going to give up but I definitely need to do some serious re-evaluation in the new year. For now, I'll giving some of my cushions as Christmas presents and I'll be back with a post a little later to offer all of you my cards and decorations at a seriously bargain price. Do check back later on.
From now on I promise positive blogging. After the card and decoration offer, all future posts until at least the new year will not be about Nonnie Home. They will be about my life again, and my Christmas preparations, including pictures of trees, decorations and Christmassy food. And in general all things jolly and Christmassy.
Thank you for reading to the bottom of this very moany post. Moan over. Bring on Christmas! xxxx