VOICEOVER (VO): It's the nation's favorite antiques experts... Let's get fancy.

VO: ..behind the wheel of a classic car.

I'm always in turbo.

VO: And a goal - to scour Britain for antiques.

Hot stuff!

VO: The aim - to make the biggest profit at auction.

IZZIE: (GASPS) VO: But it's no mean feat.

There'll be worthy winners... PHIL: Cha-ching.

MARK: Oh, my goodness!

VO: ..and valiant losers.

DAVID: Bonkers!

VO: Will it be the high road to glory... You are my ray of sunshine.

NATASHA: Oh, stop it!

VO: ..or the slow road VO: to disaster?

(GEARS CRUNCH) Sorry!

VO: This is Antiques Road Trip.

Yeah!

Comment ca va, tout le monde?

That sweet gallic 2CV is back on the road in the South West, but it has a funny European gear stick, don't you know?

(GEARS CRUNCH) CATHERINE (CS): What's that?

DAVID (DH): Second, I think.

Oh, no, you might have gone straight to four.

(GEARS CRUNCH) That's first.

VO: Sacre bleu!

So, push forward.

(GEARS CRUNCH) That's it.

Second.

CS: I'm happy in second.

DH: Yeah.

I know that you are nervous... Yeah.

You are a nervous passenger, is that you rub your leg.

DH: Is that right?

CS: Yes.

DH: Do I?

CS: Yes.

Yeah, but it's when I go like this...

"ARGH!"

..that you really need to be worried.

CS: (CHUCKLES) VO: Catherine Southon is at the wheel for a fourth outing with passenger and fellow antique head David Harper - and the trip is heating up.

Need to get a bit of air in here.

It's very warm.

Slam that up, Catherine.

If you slam it up... Slam it.

That's it.

Oh, that's good, isn't it?!

I mean, it's good, isn't it?!

It's called modern technology.

We're near the end!

(THEY CHUCKLE) We're near the end of this trip!

DH: That's the air conditioning.

I've just realized you can open the window!

Oh, God, I am hopeless.

VO: Ah, mon petit chou a la creme!

Hoo!

Last time, they were model experts... Give me a smile, baby.

Wahey!

I knew she'd go...!

David, you're an idiot.

VO: ..they picked up only the choicest things...

It's cracked!

VO: ..David revealed some of his many talents...

I can juggle.

VO: ..and we were kept on the edge of our seats.

It's gonna jump out!

Oh... Fox.

The eggs!

Do you want to win this time, David?

Well, of course I do.

You can't lie about it!

Would it upset you if I win?

No, I wouldn't be upset - but I really want to win.

DH: Of course I do.

CS: I want to win.

I want to win more!

DH: Yeah!

CS: I'm gonna win.

You need to, because you've got a lot of making up to do, because I thrashed you last time.

VO: It's true.

Catherine's original £200 has now grown to £290.02.

But David garnered a rather impressive £385.42.

The pair, of course, are rivals of old - but how well do they really know each other?

DH: Do you have a middle name?

CS: I do.

Louise.

Can't really make a nickname out of Louise.

My middle name is Kingsley.

Kingsley?!

Yeah.

Don't pull a face when you say it!

BOTH: Kingsley.

DH: Yes.

CS: That's a strange one.

DH: Why is it strange?

Well, I've never heard of it before.

Kingsley.

Well, there you go, it's different, isn't it?

So, my nickname at home was Kings.

Kingsy?

No, no.

I've just told you what my nickname was.

It was... Don't change my nickname!

It was Kings.

VO: Kings.

OK. Oh, I bet you love that, being all very... DH: I know I know!

CS: ..royal.

VO: Having set out in Kent, our experts are motoring along the south coast to the West Country before their final reckoning in Trowbridge.

CS: King David.

King David.

DH: No, Kings.

CS: Kings.

DH: Kings.

VO: Our antiques royalty will process to Tavistock today, calling first at Bournemouth, blessed with tourist attractions and sandy beaches, drawing five million visitors every year.

There will quite possibly be ice cream later...

Mine's a 99, by the way.

Ooh!

..but first, they'll be swimming in antiques at The Den, with plenty of potential finds to help keep them afloat.

This place is filled with the wares of 100 dealers, and James is at the helm today.

Oh, and that's Carlos.

Go on, get lost.

It would be so easy to amongst all these aisles.

Well, she's upbeat this morning!

DH: Well, hello to you.

It's described as an 18th century bottle vase, and that's exactly what it is.

It may well be a little earlier than the 18th century.

Possibly Delft, so, Dutch - may well be English, but definitely tin glaze, which is very prone to chipping.

And if you look at the shape, it is an absolute copy from the 17th, 18th century of the very expensive Chinese porcelain.

So, this thing was made during the height of the Chinese porcelain craze in Europe, and this is a really very good example.

And look at the price - £65.

I'm going to ask for a discount, obviously, but I don't even care how much discount I get.

VO: Very decisive.

Any more for any more, Catherine?

That's interesting... Letter racks.

1930s, 1940s.

A lot of people writing letters, something like this would have been quite popular.

I think that this probably dates to the 1920s, 1930s.

They've called this Chinese.

Now, I don't think that's Chinese at all.

I think that's actually Japanese.

Japanese lacquered letter tray.

Quite nice decoration on it.

You've got a couple of figures there at the bottom.

Are they playing games?

No, they're not.

They're eating, I think.

I like the way that it's colored, as well, at the top.

Lacquerware is quite a popular technique that they were doing in Japan.

This sort of thing possibly exported late 19th century, early 20th century.

The ticket says £28.

One in the bag!

Right, where next?

VO: Crikey, we're all very focused this morning.

(CLOCK STRIKES) The clock is ticking, though.

Ah, now there's something that is not, strictly speaking, an antique.

So it's a stylized and relatively modern cat.

So, 1960s, 1970s.

I adore handmade, craftsman-made pieces.

The marks in the clay where it's been cut and it's been trimmed, fingermarks where it's been shaped.

All evidence of just something that has been beautifully handmade - but it's really characterful.

Priced... Yeah.

30 quid.

He could easily double his money.

So, he is jumping in the car with me and he's off to auction.

VO: There's no stopping him today!

Looks like Catherine... has made her way to the bar.

Has he just changed his shirt?!

CS: (LAUGHS) Get yourself a garland!

CS: Get it on!

DH: Oh, lovely, lovely.

DH: What are we gonna have?

CS: Cocktail?

Yes.

Can you do any cocktail?

I can do anything - but you look like a... DH: Plonker?

CS: Well, yes.

Yes.

CS: You look rather stupid.

VO: Steady.

You look like a kind of pina colada type man.

I can do you a cocktail... VO: Ha, ha!

I think she's had a few already.

Yeah?

What do you think?

DH: Oh I think you look amazing.

CS: Got the moves?

You are amazing!

Don't let anybody tell you you're not.

I can't remember what was in here.

You better go and get your cash to pay for this.

I'm not paying for this experience.

VO: Did I just hallucinate that?

On a more sober note, time for David to secure that cat and the Delft vase.

Funky cat, 1960s, '70s.

DEALER: Very nice thing.

DH: Priced at £30.

I want him, no negotiating.

DEALER: That's fair.

DH: Good.

Now, then, what about the 18th century, or even possibly a little earlier... DEALER: It's a lovely thing.

DH: ..bottle vase - what is the best price?

DEALER: I can do 50 on it.

DH: 50 is fine.

I don't want any more discount than that.

DH: So, I owe you 80.

DEALER: Yeah.

VO: 80 down and £305 left in his piggy - and off he goes.

The cat in the vase will follow to auction.

Now back to the erstwhile barmaid.

CS: Oriental theme going on - Japanese cloisonne.

That's something I have never bought on the Road Trip - and the really intricate pieces, 1850s, 1860s, can really achieve some incredible prices at auction.

Now, I don't think this is 1850s or 1860s.

I don't even know if it is 19th century.

I would say it's more likely early part of the 20th century.

This pattern here around the side, around the opening of the vase, that's very typical.

This has got £60 on it, and I think it's probably one of a pair.

Yep.

I'm going down an Oriental theme.

I'm off to Japan.

VO: No, you're not.

You're off to the next aisle.

Hmm!

I've had so much fun.

DEALER: Good.

CS: It's been brilliant.

I found this little letter rack.

DEALER: Pretty thing.

CS: You've got 28 on that - but I have actually noticed, while I'm talking to you, it's got a bit of a crack, so, a bit of damage there... DEALER: Right.

OK. CS: But that little cloisonne... A theme going here, isn't there?

DEALER: I've got a theme.

CS: Yeah.

DEALER: Can a deal be done here?

CS: Yes.

I can actually do 18 on the lacquered letter rack.

CS: Oh, OK!

DEALER: Quite a discount.

CS: Perfect, lovely.

DEALER: And 40 on the vase.

58!

VO: And with that she's left with £232.

DEALER: Thank you very much.

CS: Great.

DEALER: Good luck with it.

Bye.

CS: Thanks very much, James.

VO: Nice work.

Now, what about that 99, eh?

The wind's blowing David to the west, now - a mile or two along the Dorset coast to the town of Poole.

With its large natural harbor, this is a busy ferry and commercial port.

The name of the town is also synonymous with pottery, a booming industry here until 1999, when the original Poole workshop moved away.

But at Studio Poole, close to the original site, company director John Lejeune is reviving its fortunes and keeping the craft alive.

DH: Ah, now, you must be John.

JOHN: Hello, David.

Yes.

If you'd like to come in, I'll show you what we do.

I would love to.

VO: First, John is going to show David their collection of Poole Pottery dating back to the foundation of the company as Carter & Co in 1873.

This is our collector's corner.

So, these are all original pieces of Poole Pottery as we once knew it, I suppose.

This represents just a small proportion of what Poole Pottery has made over the year.

VO: The natural environment around Poole provided the perfect raw materials for pottery making, and the ball clay that was mined locally was shipped out by barge from Poole Quay.

JOHN: It's known that pottery was produced on the quay for literally thousands of years.

DH: Really?

JOHN: Yeah.

The reason was that there's such an abundance of clay in the area.

And good clay.

Good clay.

Good clay.

Good clay, yes.

I mean, there's local clay pits.

I mean, one of the famous ones would be Blue Pool, which was mined right up until just the beginning of the 20th century.

Now, obviously, with the Industrial Revolution, the expansion of the British Empire, Poole Pottery must have been shipped all around the world.

Poole Pottery is world famous.

I mean, they were shipping to Australia, New Zealand, America, Canada, South Africa, all over the world.

Incredible.

VO: In the late 19th and early 20th century, Carter and Poole Pottery boomed, with tiles designed for pubs, hospitals, tea rooms, domestic interiors and shop fronts.

They also made tiles for the London Underground.

So the next time I jump on the tube in London... JOHN: Yes.

DH: ..I'm very likely to be - I always admire the old stations.

JOHN: Yeah.

DH: I'm very likely to see some Poole Pottery on the wall.

JOHN: You are indeed, yes.

DH: I didn't know that.

VO: The years following the First World War brought in a new period of creativity, and Poole began working in new styles.

And in the '20s they became even more elaborate still, and they're the pieces that, when they come up in auction today, if they're the rare designs and rare patterns, can make, you know, four or five figure sums.

Yeah.

VO: Poole continued to evolve as styles and tastes changed in the postwar decades.

They introduced a new person, Alfred Read, who came in, and along with Guy Sydenham, the master potter, formed a set of freeform shapes, and this was what the '50s rebound was based on.

These vases were very naturalistic looking JOHN: and stylized patterns.

DH: Yeah.

VO: It was a prolonged period of great success.

JOHN: In the '70s, they're sending 15 imperial tons a week JOHN: all over the world.

DH: 15 tons?!

JOHN: Tons, yes, 15 tons a week.

DH: That's a lot of product.

JOHN: A lot of tea chests.

DH: It really is.

Would you say the '70s were the peak?

I'd say it was one of the peaks, and that was really the last real heyday of pottery production in the UK.

VO: But Studio Poole is successfully continuing the legacy, producing work for the 21st century.

JOHN: We have our own staff here who were ex-Poole Pottery artists and potters and so we have the skills necessary to continue to produce hand-thrown, hand-painted wares, individual one-off pieces rather than the mass production you might get in other areas.

VO: Just time now for master potter Alan White to supervise David in the throwing of a pot.

Uh-oh.

Both hands, both hands like that.

ALAN: Now push it down.

DH: Whaa!

VO: Oh, dear.

DH: I've got a carbuncle!

I can't look!

DH: Alan!

VO: Steady.

DH: Something's happened!

ALAN: It's nothing - don't worry about it.

VO: Yeah, I am worried.

Now push your thumb down.

(CHUCKLES) Now you've got to try and pull it up.

I was doing so well!

That's like kind of modern art.

I'd take you on this afternoon.

VO: Hmm.

Pottery alive and kicking in Poole.

Excellent!

Now I spy Catherine lurching along the road.

(GEARS GRIND) Ooh... VO: Ooh, I'm saying nothing.

Sorry!

That was a crunch.

VO: Mind that clutch!

She's headed southwest to Wareham, a bonny market town sitting between the rivers Frome and Piddle.

The Piddle is neither puddle nor pool, but it does flow there.

Hah!

Yesterdays Collectables is her final emporium today.

Now, that's a cute shop front.

Ha!

Perf...ect parking!

Just like the... driving, eh?

The shop is bijou, and I mean daintily proportioned and packed full of potentially precious things.

Is that vintage Poole I see on those shelves?

Millie is keeping shop today.

Is that more Poole?

Gosh.

That's rather nice.

Little easel back traveling clock.

Easel back because this literally folds nice and flat down like a photo frame or like a picture, with this lovely pink guilloche enamel surround.

This is '20s, '30s.

Now I always say don't buy damaged enamel, and that has got a little bit of damage there.

Once it is really broken like that, it can actually spread, and it could easily flick up here and damage the rest of it but that actually is not bad.

I think, really, probably because it's a pale pink color - I think had it been a vibrant green or blue, it would be more noticeable, but as it's the pink, it's not too bad.

Got 159 on it.

That's a possibility.

159?

That's a lot of money.

Anything else?

Ooh.

Shiny things galore, look.

Something slightly more contemporary.

A bit of Scandi.

Scandinavian silver and enamel brooch.

OK, so, I should see a nice...

So, there's a mark on here for 925.

So, that's a silver mark, and then there is a cross.

There's a cross mark on it.

VO: The mark is for Norwegian Aksel Holmsen, who founded his workshop in 1932, creating silver jewelry in a Nordic modernist style.

CS: What does it say on the label?

It just says £49.

I might go and have a chat with Millie and see if we can do something on these two.

VO: Good idea.

Millie!

I have picked up two quite similar items in their materials.

I've got a bit of silver and enamel.

DEALER: Lovely.

CS: I wonder if I could make you an offer on this.

It has got 159 on the ticket... Yeah.

..but there is a bit of damage there.

I wonder if I could offer 85 on that.

Yeah, we'll go for that.

And then, how does 25 sound on that?

Yeah, yeah, that's fine.

£110.

Is that OK?

Thank you.

VO: Very generous discounts, thank you, Millie - and she still has £122 left.

DEALER: Thank you.

CS: Thank you very much.

Thank you.

VO: Hope that brooch doesn't disappear into the seat.

Hah!

Time to pick up David and call it a day.

DH: This car is becoming part of you.

You're handling it beautifully.

You've just put it straight into fourth.

CS: Have I?

DH: Yeah!

CS: Oh.

DH: Yeah, as I was saying, you're really developing a relationship - not a particularly good one - with this car.

I don't like the gear stick.

(CHUCKLES) What?!

VO: David, you can handle the gear stick tomorrow.

Hah!

Nighty-night.

And before you can say "vive la France", they're back on the road.

I love mornings.

Don't you love mornings?

Oh... Not as much as you.

I know you're not a morning person.

I love that.

I love being with people who are not morning people on a morning.

DH: (CHUCKLES) So you can be all... # Ahhh!

# Yeah.

I can be jolly and really irritating.

Yeah, you are irritating at the moment.

I'm... Oh, I'm irritating alright.

VO: Moving swiftly along, time for show and tell.

DH: Take a look at him.

CS: What is that?

It's called a cat.

Oh, I heard something meowing down the bottom, there.

That's rubbish.

DH: (CHUCKLES) VO: Meow!

What shall we call him?

Lucky.

CS: (LAUGHS) Un!

Unlucky.

Let's be Unlucky.

Yes?

VO: Yesterday, David also hoped for good luck with a Delft vase... Well, hello to you.

VO: ..which is gorgeous - but he still has £305.42 to spend.

Catherine went for things small and decorative.

An enamel clock... CS: That's rather nice.

VO: ..a cloisonne vase... a Scandinavian brooch... and a letter rack.

So, she's left with £122.02.

On we go!

Day two in Dorset.

But can you sense the sea?

Because I can.

(SNIFFS) I can't smell it.

DH: I can smell it.

CS: Can you?

And I can feel it in the air.

VO: I'm feeling it!

I'm getting in touch with my Celtic roots, because the Celts were big worshippers of nature.

Yeah, they were, but I can't feel the sea.

Can't feel the air.

CS: The sea air.

DH: I can feel it.

Absolutely.

That's lethal, that window, isn't it?

Well, being French, it's like, um... DH: Pah-chu!

CS: Pah-chu!

DH: A guillotine!

CS: Guillotine!

Oh, yeah.

No, it is.

CS: Chops your... DH: Yeah.

CS: Chops your arm off.

VO: Mon Dieu!

Well, they are near the sea, and Swanage is first stop for David after dropping Catherine off.

It's a lovely coastal town on the Isle of Purbeck, which is really a peninsula.

Just look at that gorgeous sandy beach.

David's a man on a mission, though, and the charming Old Forge Antiques is a Grade II listed building, which looks just the place for an excellent rummage.

Ship ahoy!

Oh!

Blinkin' heck.

This is a proper antique.

Obviously it's screaming that it comes from the Orient - but more than that, this bronze jardiniere feels nice and cold, and it comes from Japan.

Made between 1868 and 1912, the Meiji period - and this is gonna be heavy, I assure you.

Ooh!

It's just a cracking lump of proper antique... and I did spot the price.

This is the best bit - priced at £60.

And, yes, it's a proper antique and even sounds like one.

Here we go - yet again, it's gonna ring like a bell.

(POT RESONATES) VO: I dunno, right up his boulevard.

Perfect.

VO: Any more for any more?

Jeepers creepers!

That looks very rare to me.

Let's have a look.

This little miniature garden set is mind-bendingly fascinating to me.

We've got a fabulous summer house at the back here, we've even got band members here - but I'm gonna pick up an example of one of the groups of people and just have a look at the quality of this thing.

So, we've got a mother and children with a little baby in a pram.

Look at the fashion.

This is absolutely early Victorian, probably 1840, 1850.

So the quality is just fantastic.

No maker's mark - this, I think, is Continental, very likely to be German.

Priced at £70.

There we have it.

So, a great collector's piece, and I think that stands a cracking chance of making a cracking profit in auction.

VO: Possibly risky.

I've seen that sort of thing go either way.

Stand by, Julia!

Stop being so busy, Julia, honestly!

Let's do some deals.

Shall we try and do some deals?

JULIA: Yes, please.

DH: OK, two things.

One, the big lump of bronze, that Japanese jardiniere.

JULIA: Oh, yes.

DH: Priced at 60.

Could that be 50?

JULIA: For you, definitely, yes.

DH: Thank you very much.

Nice, easy deal.

OK. Now, what about 19th century lead little garden set?

Priced at 70, could that be 60?

Yes, it can.

Brilliant.

Thank you very much.

Two deals, very simple.

It's 110.

VO: That was easy.

DH: I'll get out of your hair.

Hope you do well with them.

DH: Lovely to see you.

JULIA: Thank you.

VO: Nice work.

Bye-bye, Swanage.

An hour away, along the Jurassic Coast, is the town of Weymouth, its harbor nestling in a sheltered bay, looking peaceful today as Catherine makes her way to town, but - he-he!

- she's on the warpath.

Local history enthusiast John Dixon is ready and waiting... Good morning, Catherine, welcome to Weymouth!

VO: ..to tell her about a battle which raged here four centuries ago, shaping the very future of the nation.

Look at you.

You look incredible - but I'm guessing that's not your normal outfit.

No.

What you see me wearing today is a costume from the 1640s, the time of the English Civil War.

I have a costume for you to wear as well, if you'd like to join me.

OK!

Right, go on, then.

When in Rome and all that.

Well, hello, Goodwife Southon.

In the early 17th century, all the kingdoms of the British Isles were riven with political and religious conflict.

In 1642, there began what has come to be known as the English Civil War, or the English Revolution.

King Charles I believed that he was appointed by God.

Therefore, he didn't need to rule with the use of Parliament - and there were power struggles over religion, outcries over his economic policies, and then war broke out.

All of a sudden, the whole country was thrown into turmoil.

Father occasionally fought son, and on many occasions brother fought brother.

Why Weymouth, though?

The Parliamentarians held most of the Navy at that time, and most of the ports along the south coast.

Charles needed somewhere safe to bring in supplies and troops to the country to aid his war effort.

It's not inconceivable to think that over the sea in France, a large force of troops were waiting to invade this country, and Weymouth was ideal.

Royalist sympathizers in the town hatched a plan to aid the King's Army to take control of the ports of Weymouth and Melcombe.

This was the Crabchurch Conspiracy, and it might have succeeded had it not been discovered by Colonel William Sydenham, commander of the Parliamentary garrison.

6,000 Royalist troops were lured into a trap and faced with a bloody assault by the smaller force.

He managed to take a large force and funnel them into a narrow front so that as the muskets fired and the cannons roared, the cannonball would penetrate deeper into the ranks, causing far greater casualties than if they'd been spread wide apart.

It was a brutal, brutal battle.

And how long did it go on for?

The battle only lasted three or four hours before Sydenham repelled the Royalist invaders.

It's been estimated that the Royalists lost at least 500 men.

The Parliamentarians only lost a dozen.

So much history right on our doorstep.

Much of Weymouth and Melcombe was destroyed during that battle, and Weymouth still bears the marks of the battle today.

Come with me then, Catherine.

This, where we are now, is the old high street.

The pub where we've just been in and the old town hall are buildings that were around at that time, and this is the site of where the battle would have actually taken place.

OK. Let's turn things around.

What about if the Royalists had won?

So crucial was Weymouth that a letter was discovered a few years ago from a Royalist officer that stated the very crown of England depended upon Weymouth.

Had the Royalists have won that night, things could have been very different for England.

Charles could have imported 25,000 French troops through the twin ports.

Had that occurred and he had the supply chain, he could have expanded through the south of England and rekindled his campaign against the Parliamentarians.

England could have been a very different country to the one we live in today.

VO: The Crabchurch Conspiracy has been dubbed Dorset's bloodiest secret, but folk like John are helping to spread the word about this dramatic chapter in the Civil War.

David is thankfully still in 21st-century civvies and behind the wheel of the 2CV, wending his way north to Dorchester, Dorset's county town, and Thomas Hardy's fictional Casterbridge.

We may be in Wessex, but our antiques center this morning sounds distinctly Irish.

De Danann refers to mythical gods with supernatural powers.

David's a mere mortal, so he's on his own.

There's all sorts here, and he still has £245 in his pocket.

Right, let me show you something that I cannot afford to buy.

So, this is worth £1,000, £2,000, £3,000.

Who knows?

It's love it or hate it.

There's not very much in between.

Personally, I love it.

That is a beauty.

VO: But not your beauty at that price.

Heh!

Hold the bus - let's catch up with Catherine, who's headed just along the road to Dorchester Curiosity Centre.

This is the old bus depot, and there's many a double decker's worth of stuff to spend her £112 on.

And there's Michelle, the conductor.

Ding, ding!

Come on, Catherine.

# The wheels on the bus go round and round # Round and round, round... # Ooh!

Getting a bit carried away with this bus-theme lark.

Nice.

That is something very special.

I like this.

I like this a lot.

Now, this is big.

I wanted something big.

I've got a cartwheel.

I would date this probably from...

I don't know, what is it, 1870s?

I think it's really a decorative piece.

I can see it in a garden with some nice flowers growing around it.

It's got 95 on it.

I don't know if that's good or not.

CS: Food for thought, I think.

VO: Indeed!

Back at De Danann, are the Irish gods smiling on your man?

Wowzer!

Oh!

Hello to you.

I mean, if you want a door knocker, you might as well get a door knocker.

Seriously!

Take a look at the design.

It screams India.

It's cast brass, very heavy, good quality and handmade, priced 50 quid.

I think he's a potential good auction buy.

Simon's the dealer in the snazzy hat.

DH: Simon?

DEALER: Ah, David!

DH: Good to see you.

DEALER: And you, sir.

Now then, do you know that brass funky Indian door knocker DH: of yours?

JOHN: Oh, late, early 20th century.

DH: Do you think it is?

DEALER: I think so.

It's not expensive at 50 quid, but can you do it a little bit better?

Given its uniqueness... Not much!

(THEY CHUCKLE) I can let you take it for 45, if that's... Take a fiver off.

That'll do.

That will do me.

DH: OK, I'll leave you 45 quid.

DEALER: Lovely.

I'll go and grab the knocker.

Thanks a lot.

DEALER: Thanks very much.

DH: Cheers.

DEALER: Nice doing business.

VO: With £200 and some loose change left, he's off.

Right, now, has Catherine done any cartwheels or bought any old iron?

Well, this is interesting.

Victorian.

I guess a drying rail for your clothes.

And it's, I'm guessing, about 18... towards the end of the 19th century, maybe 1870s, 1880s.

If you think back to Victorian times, you would have had huge pieces of clothing on this dryer.

Auntie's bloomers or Granny's bloomers would have actually taken up probably the entire rail!

VO: I could put my long johns on it.

But I think, now, if you used something like this as a slightly oversized towel rail, I think it would be quite impressive.

I'm interested in this, but I think possibly these finials aren't right, and the reason I'm saying this is that you've got some sort of sticky tape.

Let's just have a little fiddle here.

VO: Careful.

CS: Yep.

There we go.

These come off, and you've got tape underneath here, which suggests that these aren't the original finials because they don't fit tightly.

I think they did have ceramic little tops to them, but it was not these.

Looks good, but certainly not at that price, £160, I think that's way too high.

Well, yesterday I went through my Oriental phase and my enamel phase, and I seem to be going through my big iron phase.

I like this idea of themes.

VO: Can't beat a bit of heavy metal.

CS: Michelle, Michelle!

DEALER: How've you got on?

Michelle my belle!

I'm having a great time.

I have found a couple of things I like.

DEALER: Great.

CS: I wanted big.

DEALER: OK. CS: I found a cartwheel that's got £95 on it, and then I've also found something completely different.

I found a Victorian clothes line.

That's priced up at about 160.

DEALER: OK. CS: I'd like to offer you £50.

£50 each?

Each, not for the two.

Thank goodness!

Um... For the cartwheel, I think that's a little... a little low.

We could possibly, at a push, go to 70.

OK.

I think the clothes rail is probably the better one for me.

I think I'm more likely to make some money on that.

I think the cart might be a little risky.

OK.

The clothes rail, again, a little low at 50.

We could probably stretch to... 60 on that.

CS: I'm happy with that.

DEALER: You happy?

CS: Are you happy with that?

DEALER: Yeah, I'm happy with 60.

OK. 20, 40, 60.

There we go.

Thank you very much.

CS: Well, thank you, Michelle.

DEALER: Thank you.

CS: Thank you ever so much.

DEALER: Bye-bye.

VO: Heave-ho and away we go - and that was the last stop.

What's the verdict on their days in Dorset?

It is wonderful.

I mean, I could keep on going on this journey.

Genuinely.

I could do this for years.

How does that sound to you?

Oh, gosh, no, please.

I've had enough!

I don't mind another couple of days!

Let's... Let's not push it, David!

DH: No, no, no.

CS: Especially in this.

DH: I'm looking for years.

CS: Are you?

DH: I'm not letting you go home.

CS: Help!

Let me out!

(CHUCKLES) I want to get out, I've had enough!

(CHUCKLES) VO: Calm down!

Get some shuteye, eh?

It's the day of reckoning, when our experts will come to judgment.

The appointed place is the lovely Devon town of Tavistock, and our experts are going to watch the auction at the Guildhall.

This former police station and courthouse was built in 1848 to deal with rising crime occasioned by the 19th-century mining boom.

Are you gonna get out?

Yes, yes, yes, I am, alright!

Have you been on safari?

You're impatient, aren't you?!

I forgot how impatient you were.

Have I been on safari?

You're such a cheeky minx, aren't you?

DH: Well, you look fabulous, anyway.

CS: Thank you.

VO: Ha-ha, the eyes of the law are on you.

Silence in court.

I'm liking this.

VO: Oh, my Lordy!

Ha-ha!

I sentence you, David Harper, to crimes against trousers.

Rightly so, Your Honor.

Two years in the dock.

Off you go.

You're loving this, aren't you?!

While you're down there, try and make a bit of profit as well.

VO: Ha-ha!

While Judge Dolly Parton and David bring themselves to order, their items have been sent to Bedale, where they're going under the hammer at MW Darwin & Sons auctioneers.

There'll be bidding online, by phone and in the room - and presiding today is auctioneer Michael Darwin.

All done at 80?

David parted with £235 on five lots.

Thoughts on those, Michael?

The lead garden scene, I think it's been in a box for a lot of years.

It's in good condition, but I think it might struggle because it's just so fragile.

VO: Catherine's five lots cost her the sum of £228.

Michael?

The iron and wood clothes rail is a good quality item, but I'm struggling to find who's gonna be wanting to buy such a thing - but we'll see.

VO: Indeed we will.

Back at Tavistock, the courtroom has been brought to order and proceedings are getting under way.

And first in the dock today is David's pottery cat.

We know the great British public adore... CS: Cats.

DH: ..cats and dogs.

Now £30 bid.

DH: Ooh.

CS: No!

MICHAEL: At 32.

DH: Come on.

35 now.

38, 40, sir?

42, 45.

All done at 42?

Cat mad people.

Well, I think I was quite lucky, there, to get out of that.

VO: Do you know, I have to agree.

I thought I probably paid too much, but there you go.

It's a tiny profit on paper.

VO: Talking of paper, it's Catherine's japanned letter rack next.

It's got a look, and I think it should be OK. Well, at £18, it's no money.

£10 bid.

12 anywhere?

At £10, only bid.

12, 15, 18, 20, two, 25, 28, 30, two.

DH: (GASPS) MICHAEL: 32 now?

Oh, I love it.

£30 bid here, lady's bid at 30.

Two anywhere?

At 30 - she's back.

32, 35?

Are you sure?

At £32, I'm selling at 32.

It's always worth going the extra one.

CS: Well done.

DH: Well done!

DH: Well done.

CS: I'm pleased.

VO: So you should be.

Well spotted, you.

CS: Thank you.

DH: Seriously.

VO: Can David's lovely Delft vase aspire to a similar profit margin?

It's up now.

A bit of Delft.

You can't beat a bit of Delft.

A proper piece of antique Delft.

£30 for it.

I've £20 bid.

Two, 25, 28.

30, two.

I'm out at 32, 35 anywhere?

At 35, 38, 40.

Two, 45, 48, 50.

Five, 60?

MICHAEL: At 55.

DH: Oh...!

CS: Oh!

MICHAEL: 60 anywhere?

DH: Come on!

CS: Come on!

Nothing online.

MICHAEL: All done.

The way it goes.

VO: He had high hopes for that, too.

SOBS: I'm trying to get over it!

CS: We're trying, aren't we?

DH: Yes!

We're really trying!

VO: Order, order!

Pull yourselves together.

It's time for Catherine's cloisonne vase.

How much for it?

£30 for it.

£20 bid.

Two anywhere?

MICHAEL: Two.

25?

DH: What did you pay again?

25, eight anywhere?

At 28, fresh bidder.

30, two.

32, 35.

38?

At £35 downstairs, eight anywhere?

I'm selling that at 35.

You all done at 35?

I think it's just alright, isn't it?

CS: It's alright.

DH: It's OK. VO: At least it's only a small loss.

I was slightly disappointed with that, because I actually thought that was better than that.

VO: David's got his eye on the main chance with his jardiniere going under the hammer next.

It's a big lump of bronze, big Japanese bronze monstrosity.

I have several bids on this... Oh, come on!

..and I will start £75.

80 anywhere?

CS: Oh, David!

DH: Come on!

DH: Come on.

MICHAEL: 80 now.

At £80.

CS: Profit!

MICHAEL: I'm selling at 80.

You all done at 80?

DH: Get in there!

CS: £30.

DH: Ha!

VO: Well worth the punt.

CS: You're happy with that!

DH: Very happy with that.

CS: Good.

DH: That's good.

VO: Under the hammer next, it's an airing for Catherine's clothes rail.

When you left the shop, did you hear champagne corks popping?

CS: No.

DH: No?

Oh, I thought you might have done, with the... DH: owner celebrating.

CS: No.

Don't be rude.

Got bids on this, and at £40 bid.

Five now, 50.

At £50 bid.

Five anywhere?

At 55.

£60.

DH: There you go.

MICHAEL: Five downstairs, 70.

I'm selling, then, at 70.

All done at 70?

DH: Well done you.

CS: Well done!

VO: Not so bad after all.

I've been having nightmares about that!

You know, honestly, if I'm gonna be absolutely straight with you, I thought that would have made 20 quid.

VO: Knock, knock.

Who's there?

It's an Oriental knocker.

Why?

It's a big brass door knocker.

CS: It's horrible.

DH: It's wonderful.

MICHAEL: £30 for it?

DH: No bids?

£30 for the door knocker.

£20.

Tenner.

£10 bid, 12 bid.

15, 18, 20.

Two, 25?

25?

At £22, 25.

28, 30.

Two, 35?

Go!

At £32 only bid.

DH: Come on!

MICHAEL: I'm selling, then, at 32.

You all done at 32?

The world has gone bonkers.

VO: No, it just isn't interested in your old knocker.

I don't know what to say about that one, actually.

VO: Moving on, then.

It's Catherine's Scandinavian silver brooch.

Everybody wants Norwegian... DH: Do they?

CS: ..or Danish... DH: Right.

CS: ..jewelry at the moment.

DH: OK. MICHAEL: £40.

£20, and start me.

£20 bid, two anywhere?

25, 28, 30.

32, 35.

38, 40, 42?

At £40 on the phone.

42, fresh bidder.

45, 48.

50.

Five?

At £50 on the phone.

MICHAEL: 52.

DH: Oh!

55?

58?

Going, then, at 55.

You all done at 55?

DH: Well done, you!

CS: Oh, thank you.

And rightly so.

Rightly so.

VO: More than double.

Excellent.

No, that was really good.

Really good - and worth every penny.

CS: Well, thanks, David.

DH: Yeah.

VO: Let's see if David's last lot, the lead miniature garden scene, has a good chance.

How much for that one?

I've got bids on here.

Come on, come on.

MICHAEL: And I've £25 bid.

DH: Oh.

Eight anywhere?

At £25, only bid.

At £25 bid.

Eight, now.

30.

DH: No!

MICHAEL: I'm selling, then, at 30.

You all done at 30?

You can almost hear the expert weeping, can't you?

You can see him weeping!

(SOBS) VO: We feel your pain - and the little people were sweet.

I really thought that was gonna potentially fly.

CS: Yeah.

DH: I really did - but there you go.

That's just the way it moves, isn't it?

VO: Well, time fairly moves, too - and last up is Catherine's silver and enamel timepiece.

I've got bids on this, and I've £40 bid.

Go on, then!

At 42.

45, 48.

50.

Five?

I'm out at 55.

DH: He's out.

MICHAEL: 60 anywhere?

At 60.

Fresh bidder.

Five.

70, sir?

Five.

At £70 with you, sir.

MICHAEL: Five anywhere?

CS: No!

MICHAEL: At £70, only bid.

CS: No!

At £70.

Bid five, he's back again.

Sure?

At £75, I'm selling it, then, at 75.

All done?

CS: Oh... DH: Oh, bless you.

CS: You don't mean that!

I know I don't.

I'm being completely insincere.

VO: I'm not.

That's a shame.

I don't know who's come out of this best, actually, because... Or worse.

VO: Hey.

Let me enlighten you.

David made just a little more than he lost, and ends up this time after auction costs with a new total of £346.47.

However, Catherine made the most profit and is the winner this time with the princely sum, after saleroom fees, of £280.96.

Well done, milord.

DH: Come on, then.

CS: Ready again, next one?

CS: Another one bites the dust.

DH: Last chance.

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