Winter makes life bleak for antiques-hunters. Light is in such short supply when the mornings start at 4 am...and it's so cold out there on airfields and showgrounds and racecourses. We feel as if we are caught in an endless loop of gloomy Scandinavian thriller films.
Even when the sun creeps up above the horizon at Lincoln Showground the landscape is full of Nordic pine!
Things brighten up for a while.
Boots, fur coats and hats become essential tools of the trade in Winter.
Just a few days later the chilling episode is repeated at Newark Showground.
...but in no time at all,
we head for home again, to curl up in a warm glow & count our treasures.