so any other car boot fans out there ?? - and what was your best find ??
mine has to be the stair lift - i got for my late wife - but i have all sorts - well it will come in useful sometime

tehe, doncha just love em?brett53 wrote: - but i have all sorts - well it will come in useful sometime
I know and its really unlike me to like anything like that but......SusieGee wrote:Ewww Nick do yourself a favour and don't have one of those dirty greasy burgers, I watched a prog on catch up tv about disgusting food and they figured real high on the gross factor
ohh lovely - just the thing to set you up for the day ( or a hot dog - must be jumbo with onions ) - and a cup of tea with loads of sugar - stirred with a suspect spoon - by heck lads that's living ( and i am still here tell the taleNick69 wrote:I too like them, I like getting up early and having one of those dirty greasy burgers for breakfast. Walking around seeing what other people dont want any more!
pretty much except people load up their cars with all their junk - trot off to some god forsaken field or car park at the crack of dawn and have a natty selection of wall paper pasting tables in their possession - we would not be allowed to do it like you guys do - probably get harassed by some petty official from the local council - the tax man - or the neighbors - and if we obstructed the pavement ( sidewalk ) - arrested for obstruction or at best told to "move along there " ( our coppers ( police) do things like thatMinnesota wrote:OK...What is a car boot sale ?
I am assuming it is the same as what we, in the US, call a Garage Sale ?
where a family sells all the stuff they don't want,
usually setup in a garage, driveway, the yard, or maybe on the front sidewalk.
http://boboffs.blogspot.co.uk/Millymollymandy wrote:Bloody smilies, always being used. I hate them and they should be banned.
No I won't use a smiley because I've decided to turn into Boboff, as he's turned all nice all of a sudden. Grumble grumble.
oooooh, that's a Flea Market in the Statesbrett53 wrote:people load up their cars with all their junk - trot off to some god forsaken field or car park at the crack of dawn and have a natty selection of wall paper pasting tables in their possession