BID FOR TREASURE
‘I love the kind of auction where there are fishing rods, golf clubs and a Robin Day chair among them.’
Right, so, I’m at this auction in Wolverhampton, and there’s a lot that’s made up of three boring white bedside cabinets andknow that chair is treasure; it’s an original Robin Day Hillestak. The auctioneer opens the bidding at £3.50. While thinking to myself, ‘Are you for real?’ I calmly raise my hand. Someone else bids £4, then I’m in for £4.50 – and I’m expecting this to rocket at any moment – but it continues to go up by 50p at a time! At £7, the lady I’m bidding against says, ‘No.’ ‘£7 once, £7 twice...’ – surely someone’s going to jump in and bid me out of the water any second now – ‘Sold!’ and the auctioneer’s hammer goes down.
