I started the day here full of anxiety. I was taking a hard decision - rather than keep trying to sell what remains of Keith's militaria, I would take it to an auctioneer who was visiting this area, and who will sell on your behalf or buy on the day. We have dealt with them before. I got 3/4 of what I was hoping for, but basically you are paid 2/3 of the likely price they would fetch at auction. I instructed them to sell the German photograph album on my behalf, and put a good reserve on it. Their commission is 15% including VAT which is quite reasonable (there is a localish auction house taking, one way and another, nearly half the value of anything they sell . . . via buyer's premium, seller's premium, VAT, catalogue listing, photograph for catalogue, fee if unsold, etc etc. ) The deed is done - Keith would have said it was the sensible thing to do.
Up in the mountains yesterday. Sadly the sun went in, which had been lighting the moor grass a bright umber.
So, a long box and a taller one are now virtually empty (I will decant into a suitable box to store elsewhere) and I now have a space in the utility where I can put the tall corner table Jon bought and which they have no room for (NO comment!) and which I now have to store. There are piles of clothes and baby equipment which have also come home with me . . . and I have no room as it is. Then I found out that along with something she'd borrowed from me, a friend had put two pictures and a metal bookstand in the stable - those she wanted me to sell . . . But I have no Fairs now until the spring and don't really want to be storing any more STUFF for folk. I am trying to GET RID. . .
It is pouring with rain, as the Yellow Warning area has spread right across Wales now but the South-West and East coast look like they will feel the worst of Storm Benjamin. It's only 8 degrees out though and I came in wet and cold, so put the heating on for a bit.
