where/how did you aquire them
Another of my my failures Bob.
After I shut my factory down, I was a man with a van for while and touting for any work I could get.
Local barmaid's mum had died and she couldn't bare to clear the house, so me, with my big fat gob and stupid ideas offered to dump the rubbish and put anything decent in the auction.
We would halve whatever the auction sale made and my half would be my payment, after speaking to hubby and a day later she was happy with this arrangement and gave me the house keys.
I was not as excited as I had first envisaged on opening the door, I discovered that family members had been and helped themselves to what I had previously seen in the house.
Hey ho less to cart around and should still cop a few bob from the sales.
This tin was in an Ottoman at the bed base under some clothing, when I opened it the first thing that glared at me was a his and hers Rolex watches.
I quickly snapped the lid shut and tucked it inside my jacket, furtively dodged the council officials who were now snooping around the property and hid the tin under the van seat while nobody was looking.
I cheerfully emptied the house of all contents and ferried them to the auction rooms without a further glance at the contents of my swag bag.
I now badly needed a shower so off home goes I with delusions of grandeur and dreams of a jeweller paying vast sums of dosh to obtain my booty and I can't wait to see the pretty barmaids face light up when I cross her palm with folding.
Steam cleaned the filth off me and ran out to van, open tin took out the watches and threw them over the neighbours fence for the kids to play with.
Being very much an armature horologist at the time I knew a cheap fake from the real thing and they don't get any cheaper tat than these.
Returned keys to pretty barmaid and got myself blind drunk as yo do init?
Come the night of the sale I think the whole pub and the pretty barmaids family turned up to view the spectacle with calculators in hand to ensure they weren't diddled on anything.
Pretty barmaid and hubby had to made to understand that VAT and commission has to be deducted from the total and that a cheque would be sent to me in approx 3 weeks time.
Can't wait that long, gonna be evicted if we don't got rent dosh on Friday, no problem we should get about £700, I'll draw out £350 in the moaning and drop it in pub for you and I'll have all the cheque value when it arrives.
Sure enuff cheque duly arrived 3 weeks later and then again about a week later and then again another week later saying do not represent the account has been closed, Pippins auctions of Hitchin have ceased trading.
I am now out of pocket to the tune of £350 to pretty barmaid £30 fuel and £60 for hired help, two days hard graft and getting both myself and my van disgustingly filthy clearing the garden rubbish etc.
Tin remained under van seat and got forgotten about until I got rid of van when it resurfaced and got thrown in spare room as a reminder of my wonderful exploit.
It is only now I am clearing out to move house it has to go otherwise I would keep that very expensive tin of crap init?
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