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Posted by: Myriad Life Thursday 20th March 2008, 4:18pm

They say laughter is akin to crying well that's how we got through today. Squeaky had us in stitches, and let's face it a good giggle is the best medicine.

With a forecast sure to inject gloom into the stoutest of hearts raising a laugh or ten at Fakenham today certainly helped the old blood pressure.

Squeaky turns up on the markets to do the summer season. He runs everywhere like a cartoon character and the Benny Hill Show theme music plays constantly in my head as I watch him. Seeing him charge around carrying an armful of stall bars I asked him what the rush was. "It's gonna rain!" He squeaked in panic.

Later when he'd set up and calmed down a bit he jigged into my stall. "These pictures" he squeaked nodding towards my batiks "very nice, but they don't exactly walk out do they?" Sore point on a rainy day with hardly any customers but I smiled indulgently.

"Lots of fancy necklaces." He said pointing to my carefully arranged stock. "You get more and more each year I notice." I refrained from pointing out that that's the idea of business. "Alright if they sell I suppose." He squeaked. I smiled again politely , I'm not exactly collecting them as museum pieces.

The markets throw up great characters every now and then and Squeaky is certainly one of them. I've never seen someone run everywhere like he does and he does a sales pitch like no other "don't be shy, come and buy" he squeaks happily over and over and over again.

Positioned next to me today he must have heard me thank the carpet man for moving pitch and landing me with Squeaky as a neighbour. "Don't worry dear," he squeaked, your canopy is down the side so you won't be able to see me."

It's not the seeing you that's the problem Squeaky, it's the strain on the eardrums that is the bother!

Seriously he affords us such amusement with his catchphrases, he's fun to have around.

Now don't be shy...

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