My cookery books didn't sell terribly well at the boot sale on Saturday. Maybe people looked at me and could tell I have no culinary expertise whatsoever and steered clear. So together with books, clothes and Japanese cups (!), I returned to the YMCA in Northbrook St as the man in the shop was so lovely, polite and grateful last time. He was there again and was equally charming. I squeaked something about how I'd come back because he was so nice and he asked me if I wanted to empty my donations out and keep the bag! YMCA I love you!!