Withdrawal symptoms are hard to avoid and jaded adrenaline-junkies are often revived by ANOTHER tramp around ANOTHER field at a country car boot sale. (That's my opinion whatever others might try to insist.)
So today we took a short trip up Leeming Lane to Bedale, a small market town with an historic church and surprisingly elegant buildings on its wide main street.
Locals and visitors enjoy browsing around the enticing High Street. And we found another antiques shop! Red House is very modish and "dans le vent". It makes total sense of the forbidding heaps of scary stuff we encountered at this week's Lincoln antiques fair.
The clever Red House owners use it to make quirky and appealing interiors.
We love Bedale and its heart-in-an-ancient-tree-stump sculpture.
BUSINESS WAS VERY BRISK AT THE THURSDAY IACF ANTIQUES FAIR AT NEWARK IN NOTTINGHAMSHIRE.
Tables were cleared in a flash - sellers were happy and many buyers were laden with boxes of antiques.
What a good thing that there was a proliferation of antique perambulators everywhere on the showground!
By the end of the day we felt as if WE had walked around the world, but we did not need a pram to carry our purchases, which were mostly exquisite small textiles, (apart from the Victorian ladies purple-spotted bloomers...)