While I was on my trip, I went to antique markets and found some fab stuff. But the markets in central London are well-known and border on the civilized. What I really wanted was a JUNK market, you know, the kind where people have stuff laid out on the pavement in the parking lot of the local dog track. One day, I saw a listing in a guide for a car boot sale. (That's a sale where people throw stuff in the boots ~ British for "trunks" ~ of their cars and you get to paw through it.) It was near Tooting Bec in faraway South London. I was thinking about taking the tube and several buses in an effort to find it. It all felt very Byzantine. Just then, my phone rang. It was Simon, Maddy's other brother. Here's how the conversation went:
Simon: "What are you doing today...want to meet for lunch?"
Me: "I'm thinking about trying to find a car boot sale in a place, if you can believe this...with the ridiculous name of Tooting Bec."
Simon: "That's where I live."
So Simon suggests I meet him at the Tooting Bec tube station and he will drive me to the sale, which is, as it turns out, located at the dog track. Hooray for Simon! Here he is holding my stash. See the cars behind him with their boots open for business?
Even a black cab was participating....
Here's my car boot booty, all bathed and ready for close-ups....Pink shellfish themed Limoges gravy boat. With matching plate. $3
Heavy glass jug with whimsical fish...one of whom is smoking a cigar! $2
Gorgeous pedestal cake plate with birdies, flowers and scalloped edges. Hand painted, marked Chatsworth. $2
I adore them all...which one is your favorite?
P.S. Thanks for the help on the Barbola mirror!