Well, I’m back from my first foray into the world of auctioneering. While the other half wraps up his Ebay parcels (I await to write the addresses on them), I’ve looked over the pictures I’ve taken and decided on some to share with you. A is convinced that if I put pictures on of the items we want then somebody else might spot them on here and snaffle them. I think he overestimates how many people read my blog!
We had an interesting expedition to find the place. The address we had been given was in fact for the estate agents of the same name/company. Smack bang in the middle of Holmfirth High Street: no auction house in sight. Luckily, the library happened to be open and a menagerie of old ladies were in the process of being thrown out. I say ‘luckily’ because it just happened that one of them knew exactly where it was, in great detail, which she drew on the back of a piece of paper for us. So thank you, kind library-going lady, you saved our evening!
It was an amazing place; ramshackle, old, falling down, opposite a gorgeous old church. There were plenty of boxes of random china – a few interesting bits and bobs hiding in there, most of which I managed to get photos of.
Imagine me scooting around on this…
I wanted this Melodica so much, but it was broken and its box, although original, was in a really battered condition.
We got a little bit excited when we itially saw this picture. Like everything else, we’ve started collecting these retro Soulet prints, with a limit of £2 on any we want to buy. At first glance, we thought this was an actual painting and I’ll admit my heart quickened slightly when we turned it over to read the girl’s name: Emma. However, we quickly spotted that it was a print after all; somebody had painted over it! It was wrecked, not worth a bid, but worth a picture and a tale.
Shame they weren’t more exciting patterns.
I don’t dare put on the picture of the item we really like as A is completely convinced that we might get outbid. Whatever happens with it, I’ll put the picture up after the auction so you can see what he was so worried about! We shall definitely making a return to this auction house. I’ll have to get selling on Ebay again to make enough money to fund it…
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Can I lodge my complaint that you are making A out to be some sort of mad man. Sorry if I thought your blog was more influential than it is, I just over estimated its readership. It does however only take one of your blog readers who also is a) a dedicated fan of retro items; and b) lives near Holmfirth and you will be outbid on the stags head!
Also a factual correction, you know me and facts, the little egg cups next to the Italian pots were porcelain not plastic.
Apologies if I portray you as a madman… but you are!! I really want that stag’s head, but will anybody else want it?! I’m fairly sure the egg cups were plastic – if I’d thought they were porcelain, I probably would have wanted them! x
I’d bet you a £100 that they were porcelain, I looked at them and they were chipped!