Ok so here are some snaps from the Night Market, which is a Hobart Fringe Festival institution. It was a lot of fun and I got to sell a bunch of stuff, catch up with some old friends and chat to some new ones. The definate highlight was selling one of my bears to a good-looking 30-something guy who had no kids and no reason to buy a bear other than he had to have it. The two girls he was hanging with were kinda surprised, I think the bear was giving him the stare and he fell for it.
To my Tasmanian friends who kindly said they would look at for 'Little Snoring' at Salamanca I just wanted to give you the heads up on the stall. It is actually my friend Michelle's stall and it is always opposite the Vietnemese Kitchen. If you see Michelle please say hi, but it probably won't be me, so she may seem a little confused if you tell her you have been reading her blog. . .
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would have loved to have gone to the night market, unfortunately a little sleeping baby prevented me. I am intrigued by the Paul Lennon thingies...I suppose they are a collector's item now?!
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