Flohmarkt

Yesterday I took the Hobart Books World Tour Roadshow Extravaganza to the exotic North Yorkshire city of Gargrave.

Nestling amongst the skyscrapers sat the Village Hall hosting an event which, when I arrived, I discovered was billed as a flea market.

I had not brought any fleas, only books, and it was clear that these were sub-optimum conditions for a sales tsunami.

Despite that I sold three books which offset my costs and I gained confidence in my card reader which worked flawlessly.

I will look out for book fairs from now on.

Two years in, this isn't what I had pictured myself doing but if we have to take it down a notch and build up from there then so be it.