Roll up! Up at seven at Lorriane's house. Lorraine drove Beth and the million sellable things down to the car boot sale in the carpark of local college Beth and Mark go to. Mark and I, in slightly comedic manner, carried a trestle table down the streets to meet them there later. As soon as we started piling the objects out, we were swooped on by pushy traders trying to offer us next to nothing for jewellery. These were rebuffed. I found myself quite getting into the whole thing and bantering with the punters. Beth and Mark donned caps and got straight into character. A fair amount of money was made, but buying the obligatory bacon sarnies and tea in polystyrene cups cut into this somewhat. A fair amount of people and it's a good way to chat to people of all kinds. Although it does mean you are unable to escape if mad people start talking to you. I popped home briefly to feed Calliope and discovered a photocopied anonymous note saying there had been wildness and rampaging dr...