So it’s the day after our first market stall at Kirribilli Markets, and I’m still getting over it! You know when you do something for the first time with so much emotional energy invested in the effort, that afterwards you fall in a heap? That’s me today.
We had packed up the car the previous afternoon, and you seriously couldn’t have squeezed one more Fur Ball in. As it was I was sitting in the front passenger seat nursing five Cat Cots and a backpack while we waited in line for our opportunity to unload our goodies amongst every other stall holder wanting to do the same thing. My market stall neighbours, Julie and Irene, had both told me that they arrived about 5.30am (OMG!) so they could get street parking close to the market which, shock of shocks, was actually FREE on Sunday! Julie was selling an assortment of dog accessories, and Irene crocheted birds, cartoon characters and all manner of other creatures. Both had been working market stalls for a couple of years and were lovely, friendly stall neighbours.
I’m happy to say that there were no major cat-astrophes on the day. I remembered to take everything I needed, the PayPal card reader worked, nothing fell over…all the things that I had envisaged would happen in the middle of the night in the lead up to The Day.
What I really enjoyed about the market was being able to talk to lots of fellow cat owners, and even people who didn’t own cats would stop and look and chat. I of course sympathised with the latter group who didn’t know the joy of living with a cat! People loved the feel of our Feline Futons which we had Pussa (the doppelganger version) propped up on, but the product that was our most popular on the day was our Whole Box & Mice. Even if I do say so myself, the display we put together for them looked fantastic and I think that added enormously to their attraction.
The market wrapped up about 3pm and the pack up and departure was undertaken by everyone with the precision of military operation! By the time the market is over it’s a very long day for the stall holders, and everyone is pretty keen to get home and sit down….me included. Pussa and Soph, who had had the luxury of being at home all day, didn’t even have the consideration to make something for the workers for dinner. The workers agreed that neither of them wanted to cook anything, and were even less interested in cleaning up. The workers went and got Thai for dinner….and a glass of red.
Despite the exhaustion, it was a great experience and has given the Cat Habitat team enough encouragement to do it again next month (Sunday 14th August – come see us). I’m afraid though that the temptation of free street parking is not enough to get me there at 5.30am.