Gone For A Song
As my favourite hobby is spending money, how could I resist the weird and wonderful world of auction houses ?
Setting up home with the Husband was most enjoyable, on a number of levels, the first admittedly was that we were kindred spirits in more ways than one. This was the joining of two consumeristic individuals to make a wholly shop happy couple. Having bought the house of our dreams we set a little extra mortgage money aside to go on the mother of all shopping sprees.
We of course hit all our usual hot spots but were advised by many a elder to check out the local auction houses for bargains galore. The rest they say is history. Not only do you get the enjoyment of a view, finding the weird and the wonderful but you also get the thrill of the chase too.
There is always the danger that you could get carried away. A lesson I learnt pretty early on. Having decided to bid on a Venetian armoire destined to be white washed and shabby chiced, I of course forgot all about our budget, or the charges added on top and secured the piece at well over what it was worth. It sat in our living room, unpainted, untouched and quite frankly a little unloved, until we decided that ebay was the only answer.
Making a smidgeon of a profit it was happy days. It wasn’t until the new owners were carrying it out that I saw the ‘Made in China’ sticker on the back. Hastily removed, a bullet well dodged. Having now found our groove, Criterion Auctions is our regular haunt when a piece or two is needed. Rare these days but it’s fun to window shop…
