If you've read any page on this blog, you know that I have a serious anglotelephile (teleanglophile?) habit. I can't stand Brit humor shows, but give me a drama or action/adventure, and I'm your gal. Which doesn't explain my newest obsession at all.
While I was home sick a couple of weeks ago, I was completely sucked into my new favorite show Cash in the Attic, with my new favorite presenter Alistair Appleton and my new favorite valuer Paul Hayes. Basically the Cash team comes to your home, rummages around for stuff to take to auction, and then auctions off the stuff to help raise money for a particular goal.
Seriously. I can't stop watching it. And BBC-A airs the hell out of them during the day, so when I get home at night, there's like five episodes all ready to roll.
Some of the homes are just full of crap. But some of the most gorgeous homes are just amazingly stuffed to the gills with...quality crap. What's funny is that it's really only in Europe that you'd have a beautiful serving plate from the 1700s just sitting in some box in the garage, or you've been using a 1800s sheet music rack as a TV remote holder and just not realized that it's worth hundreds of pounds. It's amazing.
Now, I'm dying to go to my mom's house in North Carolina. Our house is jampacked with flow blue plate sets and other treasures - the result of hot summers of antiquing, with me stuck in some dusty shop while my parents went rummaging around for yet another stack of blue plates. Now? I want to turn over every. single. plate. she owns. Of course, with my luck, the Georgian period plates are really the Bush, Sr. era. Heheh.
Hmmm. I wonder if this little duck magnet's worth anything. I really can't remember where it came from - either it was from Holland, or Dutch country. I turned it over, and it has no markings beyond the magnet. So, while it's supercute, I'd put maybe only 50p - 75p price band on it.
Do I hear 80p?
3 comments:
anglotelephile vs teleanglophile: Would one be "in love with british television" and the other be "in love with britain through the television?" But what would "a british person in love with television" be? Inquiring minds want to know.
As for "but some of the most gorgeous homes are just amazingly stuffed to the gills with...quality crap," no kidding. My inner-declutter cringes when she sees some of these homes. Grandmother's second cousin's pewter trivet is lovely, but it's taking up usable space!
Blue Duck looks pretty in Joy's blue and green blog layout!
But what would "a british person in love with television" be? Hee. Maybe with britelephile?
And, thanks, GG, I had thought the same thing, but didn't want to toot that horn again. (Though I'm loving today's Cape May blue Victorian in the layout, too. Hah!)
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