Up this morning in the dark and cold, freezing – dig out gloves and hats and boots cold. Two days ago it was 84 degrees, this morning was 40, so the gloves had to be hunted down. We set up our yard sale as part of a city wide sale extravaganza! Boxes and bags of toys were brought up from the basement. Toys and books were wrestled over – ‘Let’s sell’ ‘No I want to keep it, it’s sentimental’ Why is a toy which hasn’t been seen in two years suddenly sentimental when someone else might buy it? It maybe came from a yard sale in the first place! Eventually everyone agreed on yard sale stock and customers arrived. Coffee was made and pumpkin syrup added and off we went into the Brentwood yard sales. First stop was a sale right at the end of the street along from us.  After avoiding ‘Big Game Hunting’ magazines by the pile (I nearly ran away at the mere thought) I spotted my 25c wonder. He was wobbling …