The past couple of days I've had a friend visiting me. When Jill and are together there's usually large amounts of fibre involved. She was one of the enablers who got me spinning, and is venturing down the fibrey business route herself at the moment. Rather handily she's also moving to a cottage on the other side of the hill, all being well.
It was Jill's birthday today, so for her birthday treat I took her to our local auction. Never let it be said that I don't spoil my friends!
t's a proper rural auction, normally used for the weekly livestock sales, but once a month they also hold a household goods sale. There's usually items from a couple of house clearances, plus all sorts of odds and ends that people have decided to try and sell. There's some utter junk, and some real gems. Boxes usually start at £1, and if you've very unlucky the box before the lot you want to buy doesn't sell and they combine both lots together!
Given Jill has a house to furnish we were mostly interested in the bog stuff, this pew bench was the real star of the sale.
It was properly old, with the sort of wear you only get from something that's been sat in, and polished for hundreds of years. Alas, at £320 it was a tad too expensive for our pockets!
Instead I bought her a Lamb Oggy and a milky coffee and we sat down to people watch. You get dealers travelling from all over the place, the local farmers with an eye for a bargain, and just about everything in between!