When I woke up today I seriously considered pulling a sicky but as a self-employed person I had to battle on and as it turns out I found some brilliant things. Like a Catherine Holm pan, which was in the bin at the junk shop, a bit of homemaker, croquet balls, lexicon, folding benches and a brilliant ship in a bottle . . .
And a Jesus. And a Mary. The back of my car looked a proper mess when I was through.
Now I have around 4000.
They're such good ones too, probably Victorian as they don't have the thick lip around the top. I love the way they're packaged up in crates with straw.
It was a splendid afternoon, Martin's such a lovely chap. A real country gent. He's lived on that bit of land all his life. At one point there were seven employees working in the greenhouses and a family living in a caravan at the bottom of the garden. What an idyll.