I’ve a feeling we’re not in Pretoria any more …
If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, then I apparently stumbled into the centre of Venus on Saturday – the craft market, which was held at our church for 5 days. I had a 9am meeting with some friends and then, as I was in my car already, decided to drive across to the “Tierlantynkie” market – just to see what was going on, and to see whether I could find something scrumptious to snack on … It was much the same as the market that was held in March of this year – and I came across several people I’d met 6 months ago – but men were few and far between. I saw some wandering around zombie-like, nodding whenever their wives asked for their opinion about a particular item. Several just napped on the couches dotted around the venue, desperate, I’m sure, for the torture by crafts to end …
I heard women “oohing” and “ahing” about how they were going to transform their homes with wares bought at the market. I heard others who had been at the market all week – without yet having bought anything – but that Saturday was the day!
The organisers asked me to take some photos for them; I attempted to represent the market well with my photos. Honestly, I don’t really get craft markets. I don’t own a house, have never been into decorating and don’t see the point of cluttering up one’s life with knickknacks. But then, I have moved umpteen times over the last decade, and once again have plans to move on.
Although I may never visit this particular market again, I think I will need to ask the organisers, for the sake of all husbands in Pretoria, to introduce a bit more “Mars” into future markets – with some motorbikes, paintball war games and a big screen showing rugby or cricket.
(If you’d like you can click on photos to see them bigger.)
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i cant believe you went again, Roob *sigh
superbes, j’adore l’ambiance !
Some large sofas and some interesting magazines could also have been a great “mens department”.
Excellent observations. Agree, i see no cool gadgets, nothing functional, nothing destructive, not much fun. But great pics as usual!
As you know, I love beautifully designed and hand-crafted art, but even without being in that confined space in person, I wanted to scream and run for the hills, as far as possible from that claustrophobic array of kitsch.
beautifull Pinto! I love it! Oh and; PLEASE don’t take pictures of horses anymore, you’re torturing me!