DD1 is in school choir, so we have been to a few of late, where she and hers sing away in some corner with no-one except the parents listening to them.
Tonight's offered some truly spectacular crap. Really, really horrendous amateur paintings, one lot sploshes on canvas, the other bad water colours of "local views", wonky and out of proportion. "Hand made jewellery" - large lumps of ugly polished stones stuck on leather thongs (think of 1960s). Stuff from Boots "festively wrapped" in cellophane - ie a small tube of hand cream, some soap and some bubble bath.
Hideous "hand made" cards, wonky. The inevitable Usborne book stall. "Spa" bath stuff with Dead Sea Salts (not a make I've ever heard of and I've lived in Israel. Vouchers for a local Reflexologist. Oh and "hand bloody made" ceramics - heavy, clunky womky pots and cups.
I didn't see anyone buy anything.
As a plus, the food was rather good (samosas and other Indian grub).