Junk-a-holic

We had a lovely day, the boy and I, pursuing our favourite past-time: hunting for treasure.

After a frustrating visit to an auction house - the words "As seen on 'Flog It'" should probably have warned us no bargains were to be had - we ventured to Lewisham to the best salvage yard in the world.

I just wish I needed gigantic crystal chandeliers, cast iron radiators and a million mismatch chairs. Not to mention the five foot bronze of a parrot ... One day ...