We have recently been to two auctions – one in Dalby – a farm clearance, one of those where they put out completely dead bits of rusty iron and people fight each other to acquire them at large cost! The huge highlight was a very nice cast iron kettle, not too big with a lovely lid and finial all complete, no holes in the bottom either -it went for $300. Why you might ask? Well two women wanted it and the rest is history. Another lovely highlight was the sale of two draft horses – beautiful creatures they were too. We bought 6 beautiful American Oak carved dining table chairs with read velvet seats and the wrought iron gates from the Oakey Police station – our two top buys!! The gates need a crane to lift them – fortunately Alan can still morph into a block and tackle!
I have been trying to take pictures of local ‘characters’ and to put them, when I get them, into the blog but just don’t seem to be able to master the technique of getting pictures into the blog, so here is the link to the picasa web page where you will see the horses and the character of this auction, the lady in the pink shorts. Also the cast iron kettles without the lids which were relatives of the highly desirable one!
It was a successful day and Alan was pleased with his bits of rusty iron. We took a few of them to the Toowoomba Swop where we did very successful selling especially to an old friend – We sell him heaps of rusty stuff – he has a shop where he sells it to other enthusiasts!
That is the link to the pics I took there. It was a very mizzly day so not great pics but will tell a story.
But that is not the main story of the Swop meet. We set up on Thursday – the weather was a bit howdy doody – very strong winds, but we anchored the gazebo firmly with big iron pegs… and went to bed. At about 2am rudely awakened by the tinkle and crash of breaking glass and china, we debated heading into the elements but turned over – we can clear that up in the morning… but then a HUGE crash on the roof of the van got us out of bed! The whole 6 metre gazebo was upended on the roof – except for the legs nearest the van which had held – all broken and buckled. We released the canvas and stashed the broken bits as well as we could – also picked up the bits of china and glass. The gazebo had brought down a table laden with good stuff – all smashed. We went back to bed and held each other tight wondering why we do it. The next day rained intermittently as well and we rushed around with tarpaulins having no gazebo to protect the stuff. Then Saturday dawned bright and fair and we had to rig up umbrellas to protect the books from the sun!!! However we counted the money at the end of the three days and realised why we do it!!
We went on to a person who often sells us rusty stuff and other stuff as well – did some decent buying and homewards.
Next weekend was Lismore – always relatively easy, shower and all that at home, drive down there, 3 hours driving, delayed Valentine’s Day celebration at the Workers’ Club – Club bus back to the van and a decent 7 hours sleep before getting up to do the market. This one wasn’t that successful financially but better than not doing it – then yesterday we drove to Chinchilla – another 3 hours and did battle at a ‘collectables’ auction. One big dealer, claims she is not a dealer, has an art gallery, pushed almost everything we wanted to a level where we couldn’t bid further because the profit margin would be too slim for us. She bid over the odds on everything oriental and if she didn’t another old duck did. Anyway we got a few things – lots actually and spent a bit too and returned feeling pretty good about it. Now off to Nambour next weekend for a Saturday of selling we hope lots and lots. Not sure what’s next but we feel optimistic with all our new and interesting stock. On the way to Chinchilla I took some pics which I won’t even upload…what I was trying to do was capture the strong contrast between the dark rain clouds and the bits of country lit by the early morning sun. The new camera is too good and focussed on the raindrops on the windscreen! The symbolism will be clear to my readers!