It's that time of the week when I rise early and lug the pre-prepared boxes out to load  up the vehicle and shamble down to the Market Place in Chesterfield for a day standing selling books and selected bric-a-brac.

Of all the things I thought I might be doing on a weekly basis this is not one of them - but love it and enjoy it I do so somehow the getting up early seems bearable.

It's Thursday morning here on Chesterfield Market and I'm doing my books and bric-a-brac stall.

For me it's the first of the new year as I was away in the first week and stuck down by full on proper flu the week after - but today we are back and trading.  Now as I think I have mentioned before I have recently taken on a large amount of stock which I am gradually working through and sorting.  Today was the second such outing of new stock and it has generated quite a little stir of interest.

She came to the stall early, and then picked up the vase - £3 said I. She ummed and aaahhed and put it down. £2? Something about the tone irritated me and I said sorry, £3 it is.  I was then asked for my best price and somewhat reluctantly, not wanting to take the vase home I conceded: £2.50 I said. She put it back again and walked off.

About an hour later she was back. Picking up the same vase she looked at me and said "we agreed £2 yes?" At this point, dear reader I was gently annoyed and insisted it was £3 but if she wanted it then £2.50 would suffice. Grudgingly she took out her purse and three coins tumbled into my hand, but before I said thank you I had to stop her and hand back one old pound coin and request another, which tutting at me she got from her purse. We exchanged pleasantries and she placed the vase in her bag and departed.

So this is the last stall if the calendar year and I'm still here.  It's cold and sharp this morning but I decided that in for a week, in for the year.  There are fewer stall holders standing the market this morning but I'm here and set up.

But today I have a new entry to the set up of the stall - my Uncle has effectively retired from the book trade - he's going to concentrate on Islamic and Indian art - and so I have gained his residual stock.  This sounds like a small thing - but in fact it is a significant injection of 68 boxes of books.

A new phenomena entered the game today down on Chesterfield Market. Christmas shopping.  Now it's obvious really but when it happened I was not entirely expecting it.

It is cold this morning. Very cold. And there is a wind chill.  This makes it very bitter.  But it also meant that the early morning (7am onwards) was very quiet. And then we hit 11am and a type of person appeared - these people wanted to buy. They were looking for gifts, and for home extras and they made a decision fairly quickly.  Within an hour what had started as a poor days trading had become a busy little spate of trading.