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| Barry & Caitlin |
We had quite a build up to last weekend's Colchester Comic Mart and it all seemed to be over in a flash. There were the usual worries — would I have the right stock and the right number of books — and some unusual worries — would the new book arrive on time for me to launch it. Thankfully, I'd put those worries aside by Thursday, when I swapped them for a madcap afternoon — and all of Friday — sorting through a load of magazines that I had managed to sell, which were to be picked up on Saturday, all the time keeping an eye on the clock because I needed to nip down to the post office before it closed, and make sure I was in for when Karl came round to pick up the boxes of books that were my stock for Saturday!
So I spent the week in a state of low level anxiety and two of those days feeling slightly sniffly because of a flu jab, which I'd thankfully shaken off by mid-week. No Covid jab this year as they've narrowed the criteria of who is allowed a free dose and I no longer qualify. It's a little annoying because I do live with someone with a customer-facing job. It isn't just that Mel might catch it from a careless customer, but that if I catch it and pass it to her, she, in turn, could pass it on. That's how pandemics get started.
Back to Saturday: there was one slight hiccup. The Comic Mart is held in a Methodist Church and they had double-booked the main hall. As they couldn't cancel the wedding that was to take place at noon, the various dealers were spread around the rest of the building. One big hall because four smaller rooms and a corridor.
For some of us that meant a back-breaking slog carrying our books and comics upstairs into the depths of the maze that is the Methodist Church. And at the end of the show, we had to lug everything that hadn't sold downstairs and wend our way through the corridors and into the car park, still partly filled with church goers who had attended the wedding.
In between I planted myself behind my table and had a whale of a time chatting to customers and, when the footfall slowed, to everyone in the room. Next to me was Barry Kitson and his good lady Caitlin, who was sketching and signing all day. Two doors down was Jim Swallow signing his thriller Air Side and copies of his Commando comics (yes, there are more Harrier Squadron stories on the way). Karl Kennedy and Pete's Comics meant that there were plenty of comics to buy, too.
I did pretty well, and I'm pleased to see copies of SEXTON BLAKE selling quite well, alongside the two other releases this year, ACTION: THE SEVENPENNY NIGHTMARE and THE SHRINKER. I signed everything... so those scarce unsigned copies might be worth selling on in the future.
There's always after-Swap Meet work to do, including a stock take and putting in an order to re-stock some of the books that sold well. Monday I had an eye test in the morning which involved putting stinging drops in my eyes so that they could be photographed. I'll hear the results in a week or two. It did mean that I walked across town squinting in the sunshine finding everything too bright and a little blurry.
The rest of the week has been a chase to complete some indexing of a box of magazines ahead of us hosting a friend of Mel's from America. I've also a couple of books to read and review and I'm keeping an eye on a couple of Ebay auctions that I have bids on. Just won one, an obscure crime novel which dates from the early 1950s. The author is unknown and was only credited with two novels, but I have the other one, so it seemed like an opportunity to read the pair.
I'm now on holiday for the week, although I'm not involved in every activity so I'll still be doing the basic Bear Alley Books stuff and I should have time to write something next week.I'm looking forward to at least a couple of days off, but I'll be back in harness after next weekend.


















































