Yesterday's auction was a humdinger.
At last there was an auction within 100 miles that had a bill of sale that contained some interesting items. For the first time in Way Too Long I had to leave an auction because I did not have room to put one more thing in the truck.
At first blush--the wagons were just "stuff". Filled with plenty of yesterday's Once Were Neat Now Just Stuff kind of auction goods. I had driven 1.5 hours to get to the auction--and was determined to comb over all the offerings and find some "rent makers" for the shop and shows. I did way better than that.
In addition to the title items-- fabulous vintage sleds, snow shoes and architectural items found their way into the truck. Also a full sized mannequin and 5 vintage bra mannequins. Totally neat. Dear One was not with me--so I was lugging and packing by myself. A 52 inch cast iron freighter ship's wheel with a piece of the mechanism attached was the biggest challenge.
Driving home--the only place the mannequins could ride was in the passenger seat. Yes--a jammed seat full of female body parts.
Antique and vintage dealer is the best job in the world.
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