The girls said 'What shall we get Dad for Father's Day?'....

..... and I said 'Jobs'.

Here is the latest knitted dog .....

It is a truth universally acknowledged .....

.... that a car boot sale is an excellent form of exercise.  I can confirm this because I know that this morning, at my two usual car boot sales, I took 19,425 steps, travelled 12.84 km and used 1,824 calories.  Who needs the gym, eh?   I know all this because Northern Man's well-publicised lack of a romantic side took over when it came to my birthday in January and he gave me a Fitbit.  Once, we had covered the 'does this mean you think I'm too fat' question, I became a little obsessed and now find myself making sure that I get my 10,000+ steps in every day.

Of course, the steps taken don't show the effort involved in carrying the goodies I buy, so car boot sales must be good exercise for the arms too!  Not that it took much effort to carry today's purchases ....

Vintage toy dogs ....

....a velvet table runner, and other must-have lovlies.

There's not a lot of weight in little bits of painted wood ...

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.... or in an embroidered hanky holder, but I must have used up a few calories carrying this plant pot back to the car!