The weather outside is frightful...

and it made me miss The Village Market.

First time...ever...I have had to pull out of a show.

Illness, birthdays you name it I've pitched up and you would have thought that a show mid March would be a dead cert for a sure fire hit? 

Right?

I spent over an hour lugging bits from the loft down to the car, took car seats out, loaded the car, cleared a space indoors for the car seats and was feeling quite smug and excited on Friday night.

I was woken several times through the night by poorly little ones {viral infections doing the rounds here}...a couple of times I peeked through the curtains, looked cold and damp but nothing untoward.

I chuckled that the weather man had got it so wrong {thankfully I thought} again.

Then I opened the front door to this

I didn't order SNOW!!

and not just a light dusting

My poor old treasures were looking decidedly chilly and almost as grumpy as me

Loopy my youngest daughter was worried about me going out in it. 

I gave it a good shot but didn't make it up the hill, which was probably a good thing as I had yet another hill to make it up before I had to take on the downhill challenge of 1 incredibly steep hill, followed by a much longer but not quite so steep one.

I spoke with the organiser who was very, very kind and was more worried about safety than a no show.

Thank you Vicky for your understanding and fingers crossed that we can't be that unlucky to be blighted with further bad weather come April!

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