Monday pmPosted on 20 March 2012
As it was well before 2 we decided to view tomorrow’s sale in Newbury on our return trip (not exactly on our way home but then, as you know by now, driving miles is the norm). The journey to Winchester was fine but then the A34 was totally shut by a police car due to a burning lorry and we did a detour via Andover and Highclere (Downton Abbey) but still got to Dreweatts in good time. The sale was displayed in three showrooms but we were really only drawn to a few pieces, we will probably do phone bids on six or seven. Funnily enough one is another set of fire irons hidden within a military figure, another is a hound door stop and C found a table he really liked for the spiral veneers on the top. I saw a sweet little child’s rocking chair with a high back and an Irish child’s desk circa 1720 for an estimate of £100 for the two – how can something which is nearly 300 years old be so little money? This market is so depressing sometimes. This tea caddy was our only purchase as it turns out – and as fuelling up cost us £108 and lunch was £6 (not quite the Ritz as you can tell by the price) we may not even make the expenses today. C liked it because it had sprung loaded covers inside labelled ‘green’ and ‘black’, so they flip open when you press a button and he has never seen one like it.
Home by 5pm. Then collect from school and have supper – back on the computer writing up today’s events when there is a strange smell ….. sure enough the Yorkshire puddings are still in the Aga and are now charcoal…….. Goodnight.