A Rumble in the Jumble

(Before we were inundated with charity shops, we had the good old jumble sale. Anyone remember?)

Eager eyes on bargain hunters

as the doors are opened wide.

Watch the queue of pushing punters

as they inch their way inside.

Round the endless trestle tables

stacked with scores of hand-me-downs.

Women armed with wicker baskets

foreheads furrowed in a frown.

Tossed and churned donated items,

belts with blouses edged in lace,

followed by a v neck sweater

next an old grey pillow case.

As the nimble fingers fumble

with a cotton collared shirt,

six hands reach to grab the hemline

of a black silk dirndle skirt.

As the musty garments tumble,

what a rumble in the jungle

as the silver shillings fall

not so willing to the coffers

for the upkeep of the hall.

Two o'clock and no subsiding

till at last the chimes sound three,

when the Vicar calls for silence,

home-made cakes and fresh brewed tea.

Reviews

[Gee]

Oh yes, most weeks in the village hall, twas the car boot of its time. And the smell, jaysus, musty, damp, urine, and That was just the throng gathered for a bargain.
Brings back memories of childhood and also of " new" clothes for a family of feral kids.
Hi Christine, really enjoyed this trip back in time,
. Hope you are well.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Gee. All OK here. Hope the same for you. You mentioned urine (lol). Funny enough I can't remember that, but musty I can remember. Thanks for checking this one out.

Chris

[Verse]

laughing out loud at your exchange with Gee, Chris!

[Chris Shaw]

I reckon as a kid when he visited, he must have peed his pants Verse (lol)

[Verse]

Hahahahaha!

[Chris Shaw]

:))…......…......

[Gee]

Ahemmm, I'm here !!! I may, or may not , have seepage problems now that I am of a certain age :)) but let me please assure you as a feral child I never once owed my pants, peed everywhere else mind.
Good morning folks, hope you are well :))))

[Gee]

Owed....peed

[Chris Shaw]

Good morning Gee. Knew that would bring you breezing in this lovely day. Relaxing in bed in Brixham. Gorgeous views of the harbour basin.

[Verse]

Hey there, Gee! Just doing one of my wee hour of the morning word binges in Canada!

Night night!

[angel]

You said wee...(childishly giggles).

[Verse]

Hee-hee!!! So I did. :):) ................

[Pete]

when there's a bargain to be had, the claws can come out. a no-holes barred free-for-all or tug-fest can erupt. used to be a big one in my area each year at a certain store on wedding gowns. not a pretty sight when $1,000 dressed are being sold for a couple hundred. very relatable. nice ending. made me smile ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Pete, thank you so much for your response. Pleased you could relate to my lines.

Chris