This last weekend I popped in to the Winter Antique Fair held in Battersea Park ...
... where once again, it was a dog's day out for Chelsea's pampered pooches. Whether a Louis Quatorze or a mid-20th century arm-chair, the little darlings had their thrones ...
from which to keep a watchful eye over proceedings.
The fair was a book collector's dream ...
... in fact a dream for collectors of just about anything. Ammonites? Thread spools? Pomegranates? ...
I would have liked to be able to buy this whole shelf-full of old ironstone and creamware, not to mention the urn ...
and a giant clock or two ...
but was more than happy with my single purchase of a worn and well-used 18th century pewter dish ...
Exiting through the foyer I wondered if the posh pooches didn't feel their water bowl a trifle sub-standard ..?
(So many thanks to Karin from La Pouyette for kindly mailing me an invitation to the fair - her own old haunt - yet again!)