It is Tuesday today, and for some reason my mind went to Tuesdays of long ago, when, as a child, I would go with my grandmother to the market town of Gainsborough for the weekly market. The most importane VENUE, for her seemed to be the auction room. She loved a good sale. Sometimes she would come away with something, but other times NOTHING.

We would OFTEN go to the little cafe on the corner for a cup of tea and anything else that we fancied.

There was always an air of it being party day when we went to Gainsborough for the market. We would take the bus from the lane end of the farm, and all the local farmers and their wives would be on the bus, all dressed in their finery. Everyone was in party spirit, wondering just what they would find that day. Those were the good old days, for me.

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