Don't you just...

love a car boot?

I do!

The crack of dawn mornings,  the shifty early bird who wants to get stuck in with helping you unpack, in the hope you may any second be unveiling a Ming vase.

The rediscovery of forgotten treasures, the memories they invoke of happier/sadder times.

"The shall I, should I,

maybe keep it till next time?"

Knowing all the while it must go.

All is so good for the soul... 

I don't idly wonder...

I KNOW!