Mereth and friend Deb came down to attend an auction, and I went along to catch up. I'm not really into the auction scene, it's a lot of sitting around in uncomfortable, hot surroundings, with some very dubious people, watching them buy a whole heap of really weird stuff. Deb and Mereth enjoy it though, and they got some wonderful bargains.
There was nothing there this day, except maybe a couple of dolls that were quite nice.
But I wasn't going to pay $75 for a job lot of really ugly dolls to get the one I wanted. The auction was an estate auction of a collector, and she had hundreds of dolls and paintings and china and collectible plates. I have a lot of stuff too, but it's not as indiscriminate as this lady's collections. Some of the dolls were like little nightmares waiting to happen; the cast of every creepy doll movie ever made.
I wasn't upset about not getting anything at the auction, because I visited three op shops and got three bags of cheap men's shirts for my Tumelo Trail quilt, and that made my day. I was wondering if I"d be able to afford to make a shirt quilt, at the prices I was seeing. $5 a bag is affordable, especially when I can cram it as full as I want. So my quilt is off to a fine start.
But I wasn't going to pay $75 for a job lot of really ugly dolls to get the one I wanted. The auction was an estate auction of a collector, and she had hundreds of dolls and paintings and china and collectible plates. I have a lot of stuff too, but it's not as indiscriminate as this lady's collections. Some of the dolls were like little nightmares waiting to happen; the cast of every creepy doll movie ever made.
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