In which I meet Wartime Housewife

This afternoon I walked to Great Bowden and a household sale organised by Wartime Housewife, a fellow member of the Market Harborough school of blogging. She turns out to be just as sensible and pleasant in real life as on the screen, taking the power cut that had affected the village in her stride.

I came away with a homemade cake, a John Major novelty alarm clock and a copy of Uncle by the Revd J.P. Martin. What more could you ask for?

Also present was "The Father of My Children" who often features on the Wartime Housewife blog. He turned out to be Peter Ashley of Unmitigated England.

We talked about the School Prints from the Goldmark Gallery in Uppingham and I learned that it was he who fetched them back from Germany. They were still in the wrappings in which they had originally been shipped all those years ago.

As a philosopher once remarked, it is a small world.