At first shoppers thought I was selling something, sign here for photo electric panels, or something equally annoying, but I was not a sales women in an earlier manifestation with out learning some tricks. Selling books is like selling anything else, try selling a Beatrix Potter to a Japanese Museum... dead easy.
So I approached people to say " Are you in Varen on the 19th." That quickly sorted out the holiday makers from residents and then I was in " for the kill"
Yes, you are here, ah! you don't have a garden but do you have a hobby? You like baking, there you go,why not make a cake... and so the morning went on as I talked to French, English,Dutch and Australian.
The rest of the team joined me later for a full onslaught attack and we all felt by the end we had received many positive responses.
Many of the villagers applauded the initiative of the group and I loved the sense of belonging with all the different nationalities. I did notice Malc talking about " le foot" more than the Salon!
We did smile when a french friend said " how have you have managed to make the rules so complicated, just like French bureaucracy ?" Malc joked back" ah, we got them off a government website, rules 46, amendment b, then checked with the syndicate of fun, who then passed us on to the prefecture before signing in triplicate"
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| Marcia spreading the word in the marketplace |
