So there I was, wandering around the car boot sale or flea market as they’re called across the pond. I paid a few bob for some old books and a quid for a bookcase. Not bad eh?
Then I saw it. The most beautiful picture I’d ever seen. Something seemed familiar about it. Like I’d seen it before.
I told the seller. ‘That’s called day-jar-voo mate’ he said, ‘day-jar-voo’.
I had to buy it. After a bit of bantering, it was mine. But I still couldn’t think where I’d seen it before.
I was so proud of it, I took it to the pub to show my mates. It got a mixed reaction as they’re not connoisseurs of fine art unlike me.
Next day I showed Mum. You should have seen her face!
‘Of course you recognise it. You painted it at school, framed it and gave it Dad and me for Christmas in 1960!’
My turn to pull a face.
‘It’s been in the loft for years and the other day I asked Frank to sell at the boot fair. I didn’t expect you to find out!’
Anyway, she’s said she’d refund me and stick it on her wall. For now!
Thanks to Donna for hosting. The photo is from Morguefile.
*We had the same photo prompt last week which is what gave me the idea for my story!
Good one Keith. It would hurt to find that your gift had been sold!
How could she do it? Cheers Sadje.
A pragmatic mom, perhaps. You’re welcome
Keith, that is too funny. I always worry that someone will show up at my garage sale and see something they gifted me in the past. Or worse, just flat out ask what I did with something they gave me. Which reminds me, I do have a drawing of my son’s down in the cellar. I should ship it to him.
I bet both those things happen quite often! I always make sure when I have visitors that anything they gifted me is clearly on view!
Good tale Keith.
Glad you liked it Di.
A good one for sure! And to think…at this stage of life you’ve discovered that you can paint a masterpiece. Or could in 1960. Day-jar-voo is hilariously fitting. 🙂
You should see my others – or maybe not! Cheers Christine.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, so maybe i’ll paint a picture just like yours. It could be worth something. How much did you say you paid? 🙂
It didn’t exactly break the bank! I feel honoured that my work has inspired you.
Oh, dear. If i were you, i’d keep it on the wall in my own room!
Really? In that case perhaps you would like it on yours!
Hi Keith – fun tale … and I’m sure happens rather too often. Cheers Hilary
…and I’m sure you’re right! Thanks Hilary.