Monday, January 3, 2011

Of Holidays & Hitchin Market


The children are still on holiday.  Since last weekend was a long one for me, I spent a lot of time with them (after all these while!).  As usual for children, they are not always good - they can be very peaceful - all four of them in harmony or you can sometimes think you are in a war zone when they are not in their best behaviours. More often than not, I just let them be - as long as there is no harm done.  But at times, I did wonder whether they are really my children - especially when Damia was belting out "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" in the most saddest, melancholic manner on top of her voice - Goodness me!  I just hope the neighbour won't be complaining one of these days. She's going to be six soon but imagine how it is when she turns into her teenage years! I don't even want to think about it...Nope! She can take time reaching there...


A Mushroom?

But that is quite nothing as compared to when everyone have piled into the car for outing - which was seldom due to the cold weather - just as everyone settled, nicely tucked in their respective belts, suddenly a soft cry can be heard. "What is wrong?", "Why are you crying?" And came the answer,"Hakim said I looked like a mushroom!" And how good it felt to give Hakim his well-deserved spank! But, of course that was only in thoughts - Hakim is safe, for then! And just as we reached our destination, somebody was saying "I need to go now!". "Didn't you go just now? Before we left? I thought I asked all of you to go before we left the house?" And we just shook our heads and depending on the gender, one of us will have to accompany him or her. And just as we thought it will be smooth sailing, someone will announce "I'm hungry, can I have something now?" "We just had our breakfast before we left". "But I'm hungry." Now you really have to grit your teeth and take a deep breath. Hmm... those are just little examples. Parenting is tiring - it drains you of all  your energy.  But anyway, let's not talk about that - I will frighten those who are going to start a family.  Anyway, despite all that - they can give you joy - an enormous one at that! Trust me :-D


The blue & white striped stalls are where the car boot is held

One of our favourite outings every weekend is the Hitchin Market. It is an award winning market which opens every Tuesday, Friday and Saturday. It is a general market as well as an Antiques & Collecters market every Friday.  Every last Saturday of the month, it holds a Farmers  & Crafts Market.  But on Sundays, it's always Car Boot sales - though it is in the form of hard standing stalls. When we first discovered the place, the children were so... excited asking if we can go there every weekend. So, we have been frequenting Hitchin Market since.


The St Mary's Church

The car boot at Hitchin market offers diversified items - books, toys, knitwear (a full length knitted coat priced from £3 - a bargain?), cds, dvds, art & crafts, sewing materials, textiles, fruits and vegetables, clothings, handbags - really, you never know what you can find - that's what the children (and their parents) like here.  Some of the stalls are selling brand new items too! Our trips here brought back some dvds, tablecloth, toys, shoes (a brand new football boots, really at £3), books and of course vegetables and fruits - especially chestnuts - hmm... yummy!


Hitchin Town


It is not quite unlike George Street in Luton, really. But maybe because we are here on Sundays, it is not at all busy. Not quite sure on other days of the week. Today is especially quiet. Maybe because most people are still on holidays.  Next week, if we are there early enough, we may get bargains on brand new items - you see, some people took their unwanted Christmas gifts to sell at the car boot sale.  I am on the look out for a new containers for sugar and herbs - Hakim accidentally broke the cover of the sugar container - and a letter opener. Hope I have some luck next week.

Till then :-D

Source of School Holiday image : dailymail.co.uk

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