We have a farmers market at Brecon this Saturday, having heard from the market organiser today we are being moved again. Being moved shouldn’t be a big thing but people expect to find you in the same old corner or they get disoriented. We have been occupying a spot by the door for a couple of months and our only competition has complained we are too close to them.
Never mind, but it’s odd how many times in life I have thought you left that sort of thing behind you at school only to find the lessons in life learnt there are more valuable than many of the other lessons I attended. When you grow up they call it office politics a different name for the same behaviour. No wonder the world has never managed to live in peace.
I do appreciate though that she had a nice slot in a market with little competition and along we come, new ideas, new products and people are curious so they try our home bakes. Maybe I would have my nose put out of joint if I were her.
