The first thing that caught my eye was the above. I thought it was some freakish, taxidermy, badger-purse, so I took a picture and sent it off to Mrs. Mop Philospher knowing her great taste in all things fashionable. Of course, she was horrified and informed me that she would now be having nightmares. It turns out it's a sporran AND costs $450 - crazy Scottish @#$#@$s!
In another stall, I espied the above Aboriginal Diorama (no the record is not part of it), and memories of my childhood flooded back to me. I had the exact same piece in my bedroom that my parents bought for me from god-knows-where. In fact, I'm pretty sure this one was mine, and it was sold from under my nose. Spooky, no?
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CC found a large Imari charger that was quite the deal for $375, but I talked him out of it as we don't really need another big piece of potentially-breakable china in an already-cramped space. He did find a mixing bowl to replace a cracked one, a rice ware bowl (that I spotted hiding behind some bric-a-brac) and yet another rug - this one has ended up in the kitchen and looks great and is very comfortable underfoot. B Lovely was Jonesing for some Fiesta Ware and we managed to find a few pieces for her - a cream-coloured Ewer and two Chartreuse Cereal Bowls. Good work BL, but next time try and work down the price a little - Do You Mind? I came away empty-handed, but did find another purse for Mrs. Mop Philosopher, one that would be guaranteed to NOT give her nightmares...