I set out one of the puzzles for passers by to play with.

 

Even one of the Gravy Boys (on the left) got into it.

Some were a bit more obsessed than others.

It's adicting.

I had to play too.

One of the Gravy Boys gloted at our insanity in the background.

But it got finished.

Gravy Boy and I did have a buffer. Poor buffer. My aim is terible. I think I hit bystandards more than Gravy Boys.

 

Two little girls in pixy dresses were riding people around all weekend.

This girl was the happiest person in the place for the entire weekend up until we started packing up and then she started crying.

I hit the Gravy Table with a little false advertising.

Gravy Boy retaliated.

To be continued...

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