Ardingly Antiques Fair

The sun was shining over Ardingly today; someone knew it was the much anticipated open air antiques fair and drizzle would signal a disaster. Jasper and I went on an adventure looking for booty, scanning stalls as quickly as my eyes allowed. Two hours, thirty pounds and two nappies later, we left with a bowl, another bowl, french fabric, a pastry brush and a wire rack. 'One man's trash is another man's treasure' as they say. 

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