Well, the market was fun, and it's done, whew. It wasn't tiring as such, but I slept 11 hours after it, due to the lack of sleep I had before it (no matter how organised I think I am, there's always more to do). And of course you learn, learn, learn as soon as you make yourself do something. Like, um, don't bring along a thousand props just in case you need a wooden box or 4 to set things up in/around. No, you just need your stuff - really, it's enough. And maybe you need a patchwork table cloth that you happened to have made on the morning of the market stall. Yes, it was that tight.
Here are some (not very good, but you get the idea) photos.
And look at the lovely stall that was just behind. Sooo lovely! Look at that Bambi-ish deer (close up below)! Ohhh :) It was run by Jules, who's also got a sweet little shop in North Fitzroy, called Poppet. Awww.