This morning I had a call from Yarla, wanting to be sure she could replace her fenders. Up until then I had not given any thought to the chandlery.
Bixa and I went to look before lunch. It was a disaster. It looked as if no one had been near it since the last Gathering. I think I would have given up in despair if it had not been for Bixa. She has promised to help me inventory the stock and suggested I ask Teg to help too. He could sit and write while we run around counting. I think he would be glad to be asked.
She wouldn’t let me start today though, since we had planned to go to the pub.
I”m glad we did because we met one of the neighbours again and talked a bit about the open day. The landlord set us put up one of my posters too.