No you may not bid on mummy's behalf...
I love our local auction house. Peacocks sell everything. Beautiful antique long-case clocks, brand new widescreen TV's (sold as seen, safety tested so it won't explode but it may or may not work), boxes of eggs, huge Edwardian dressers, knackered old lawnmowers, brand new photocopiers, boxes of kitchenware...
This morning we managed to get a solid pine double bedstead, a solid pine chest of drawers (identical to one that had already sold for £85), and four solid pine ladder-backed dining chairs for under £145 including buyer's premium and VAT.
We also had a really good giggle at the people who bought the faux-fur/shagpile rug, the utterly beastly laquered 1930s dressing table with one short leg, the cross-eyed porcelain dolls and the box of plastic crockery.
Worryingly though, the baby was very active during some of the lots. Every single one of them selling a horrible late-Victorian watercolour in varying shades of 'mud'...
This morning we managed to get a solid pine double bedstead, a solid pine chest of drawers (identical to one that had already sold for £85), and four solid pine ladder-backed dining chairs for under £145 including buyer's premium and VAT.
We also had a really good giggle at the people who bought the faux-fur/shagpile rug, the utterly beastly laquered 1930s dressing table with one short leg, the cross-eyed porcelain dolls and the box of plastic crockery.
Worryingly though, the baby was very active during some of the lots. Every single one of them selling a horrible late-Victorian watercolour in varying shades of 'mud'...
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