Yesterday we broke from the norm (we got away from the garden for a while!) and took an outing to the monthly car boot sale near Suhindol. It’s hard to believe that in all our months here we have never visited it or any other for that matter, so we thought we should make up for lost time and go along. To be fair it wasn’t quite the boot sale we were expecting, it was pretty small, just a few sellers there. No matter though, hubby had got me past the front gate again (and not for shopping) and the small venue didn’t prevent me from seeking out some great books and making a purchase, or nine!
Yes, nine wonderful Ellis Peters novels! I had a pretty neat collection of Ellis Peters books when I lived in the UK but sadly due to lack of space in the packing boxes when we moved, they were handed in to second-hand stores. Finding an English book here is really difficult especially in the Svishtov area as there are not so many English speaking people around. So you can imagine my delight at finding so many books by one of my favourite authors. The stall that I purchased them from is run by an English couple who I discovered have a book store in Veliko Turnovo where they sell and exchange many English books. Veliko Turnovo is about an hours drive from us and has a large British community in the surrounding villages so the turnover of books are good and if I want anything in particular then they will keep a look out for me and let me know. It certainly saves having them sent from the UK, they’re much cheaper and it saves on postage. Okay, so they’re second-hand, heck that’s fine by me, I’m not too proud to read them!
I made another great purchase too, well by now I was on a roll, only this time though I was thinking with my stomach and not my mind.
Yummy, scrummy honey which friends assured me is totally delicious. They certainly weren’t wrong, I couldn’t get the lid off fast enough when I got home, it wasn’t easy either as hubby had dropped the pot on the floor and cracked the lid. Boy, I could feel my stress levels rising at the thought of losing even one drop, but relief quickly followed when I saw that none of the golden nectar had been sacrificed! The honey was amazing, golden syrupy almost, just divine and it got me thinking to our time in Greece when we used to sit out on the front terrace eating yoghurt, nuts and honey for breakfast. Oh my, I’ve really missed those breakfasts, she says dreamily….
Well wouldn’t you know it, it’s shopping day tomorrow. I’m sorry but you’ll have to excuse me, I have a shopping list to amend.