Furniture Auction, Dingwall Scotland

Shopping at an auction, may just be the most fun you can have buying anything. I love finding unique things, getting a bargain and being a tad competitive, I do love when I’m the winning bid. My first auction was with Number One Wife quite a few years ago and this one was almost just as fun.

Although we do not have a house yet, we do have a small storage unit. When we do find our home, we will need almost everything. We went to the auction prepared to buy only what we needed. We need plates.

…probably not chicken ones…which went for £128.

I’m not keen on blue food, so I passed on the blue plates as well. So…no plates for me at this time.

There were plenty of wonderful items of all types.

Something for everyone.

We got our bidding card, had a cup of tea and grabbed our seats close to the action. This we learned was mistake number 1. Behind us on a small platform, the seats got taken up fast, for a very important reason. They were close to the heater. Let me tell you, that warehouse was full of colorful items and it was cold!

It was about then that I realized that the items weren’t the only colorful things inside. There were colorful characters/bidders/shoppers/bargain hunters everywhere.

A few even had their own special chair.

You just can’t make stuff like this up…

Nobody was there to look around or watch, these were serious buyers.

My Loving Spouse and I looked like the rookies we were.

We had a plan of what we would bid on and how high we would go.

We lost this pretty little painting when it went over £30.

We had a small amount of impulse buying. We’d been out bid on a lovely mantle clock. Then this clock was not getting bid on at all, so at £5 we took her home.

We had gone to the auction to replace the things we’d sold or given away in Ellensburg. I was thinking things like this….

Which was our big winner/spender at £20. Quite a coup. I had no idea we would be bidding on items like this…

…but, my sewing machine repairman is bored, so the £10 was worth it.

We don’t know what size house we’ll end up buying. We’ve learned while staying in traditional old cottages that cozy is a special sort of small. There was a mahogany Tall boy, that caught both of our eyes.

“If we knew what size house we were buying, I’d bid on that Tall boy”, I said to My Loving Spouse.

‘I took a look at that. It’s pretty. It needs a little help, but nothing I couldn’t take care of.’

We were going to bid on a beautiful dresser, as we know we’ll need them. The dresser was not too big and was coming up to bid right before the Tall Boy. The Tall Boy’s bidding went from,

“Who’ll give me £30…30..30..20..20

Who’ll give me 20? Who’ll give me £10…10…who’ll give me 10?

5…?

…2?

At which point I poked My Loving Spouse with my elbow, he bid £2. We won the Tall Boy, sort of in shock and missed bidding on the dresser. Did I tell you the Tall Boy is 7 ft tall and won’t fit in our car? And I didn’t even get a picture of it for you, I’m losing my game. Here’s my best…

Remember Arnold Clark? Well, he rents vans. We got to know each other today.

…and there’s another auction next Friday…we can’t wait!

…and we are blessed.