Am really going to have to fire my social secretary (ie yours truly) because I have been almost missing on flea markets recently. Had happily ordered my usual at Deerhorn when I noticed on Around DB that the flea market was today. Ack!
But of course, I managed to make it post haste. Not that much to buy as I was later than usual but, as Buffalo Wilbur said, if we hadn't gone, I would have been like a rat gnawing away inside his skull.