Kate Bliss v John Cameron - Foreign Antiques Market Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

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Today, fearless auctioneer Kate Bliss

takes on the superhero of the saleroom John Cameron

at a Parisian antiques market.

Coming up, John pushes his reputation for weird and wacky...

I'm getting a few funny looks walking down the street with a fridge here.

..Kate gets confused by foreign numbers...

84 centimetres, not 84 euros.

..and Long John Cameron tries to avoid walking the plank.

I am wearing a life jacket under here in case you throw me overboard.

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

Bonjour, mes amis and a big Gallic welcome to Paris

for another adventure through the worlds of astounding antiques,

awesome objets d'art, and fabulous furniture.

And what could be more exciting

than a bountiful buffet of French finery

with two of the greatest experts known to man?

Yes, we've taken a pair

of the UK's premium profiteers across the Channel.

And while this place may be the capital of love,

there'll be no love lost between our two sparring partners. Oh, no.

First up, a delectable dealer with a super steely style,

an audacious auctioneer who'll stop at nothing

to negotiate a tres jolie price in any language.

It's the bargain buster with bags of English charm.

All the way from Herefordshire, it's Kate 'Absolute' Bliss.

I'm going to have to work really hard

and brush up on my French a bit, I think.

Her challenger is a hard haggler and a heavy hitter.

Yes, this man's a fearsome fighter

who knows how to pack a profit punch.

And he's a handsome devil, too.

Weighing in from Portsmouth, it's John 'The Hammer' Cameron.

You know what?

I've got a feeling Kate might beat me today but then again, pigs might fly.

Today, our Brits abroad

are at the enormous flea market at Saint-Ouen in Paris,

a rabbit warren of stalls and shops.

Our experts have each brought

£750-worth of their own euros to spend

and once they've sold on their French fancies,

any profit they make will go to their chosen charities.

So, it's time for our doyennes of the deal

to pull on their bargain boots,

brush up on their French, and scale the antiques heights.

Kate Bliss and John Cameron, bonne chance,

because it's time to Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

-Morning, John.

-Morning, Kate.

-Good to see you.

-How are you?

-Good to see you too.

-I'm well. I've never been to Saint-Ouen before.

Well, this is an amass of antique shops, stores, and boutiques.

-There is something for everyone here.

-Are you going to give me any tips,

tell me where the best places are?

-Of course not. Why would I tell you that?

-Worth a try.

-Strategy?

Do you know, I think I'm going to play it safe today.

I'm going to go for fairly traditional items,

maybe have a bit of a splurge on one and a few more affordable items.

We'll see. How about you?

I think, first of all, something I can afford,

something where there might be a bit of profit.

-I'm looking for the weird and wacky, I think, today.

-Are you?

-Yes.

So bonne chance.

-Yeah, good luck.

-And I shall see you in a bit.

-Yeah. Take care.

Well, they seem pretty chipper.

Let's hope that continues because this place is vast,

over 2,000 stalls to peruse but their time is seriously limited.

This is a challenge that's not for the faint-hearted.

It requires nerves of steel

and eagle eyesight to pick out the prime pieces.

Thankfully, cunning Kate has a plan.

I said to John I was going to play it safe today

but actually, I might have told a little bit of a porky pie

because I am going to go wild today.

There's so much to look at.

I'm going to look for something very different.

Underhand, maybe, but all is fair in love and antiques

and this market newbie needs to tip the bargain balance in her favour.

So how is John feeling?

There really are some wonderful things here, something for everyone.

A great place to decorate a hotel,

a house, or just to come to boost a collection.

Kate looked a little worried but I don't know.

I think she's a cunning fox, that one.

I don't think she's going to have too much trouble.

Yes, Inspector Clouseau Cameron is already on Kate's case,

but the best form of defence is attack

and within minutes, our dealing detective has honed in.

A number of car mascots here.

Some of them are mounted, some of them aren't.

People do collect them back in the UK but this one's quite nice.

The modelling of it is very much 1930s.

It's very angular, very Art Deco-looking.

And it's a cat of sorts, so a bit of multiple appeal there, I'm going for.

Let's just see if we can get a price.

Yes, that's easier said than done.

John has to play 'find the dealer' first.

Le prix?

SHE SPEAKS FRENCH

Oh. I've got to see the boss.

-Excusez-moi, monsieur.

-Oui.

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

Soixante? 60? Soixante? Cinquante?

Cinquante?

That's 50 euros.

Mon ami.

The dealer turns out to be a bit of a pussycat.

The Hammer taps up a nice price for his feline find.

After the currency conversion, he pays £41.67.

I'm really pleased with this purchase.

It's got crossover appeal to different types of people -

somebody that likes cats,

somebody that likes Art Deco and somebody that likes car mascots.

At 50 euros, it's a PURRFECT purchase.

Mm. There's no stopping him now. He's really motoring.

As Kate continues to hunt for her first item,

this prince of profit stays in the same shop

and is speeding towards his next purchase.

This takes me back. Dinky cars. A little bit before my time.

I had some sort of the later Corgi models but some wonderful cars here.

Quite pricey, but there's a van here, a Citroen, I think it is,

and I know someone back in the UK who has one of those vans

in that exact colour.

If I can buy that, that might be quite an easy sale.

Excusez-moi, Jean. Le vin.

See the French there - 'le vin'.

Yes, John, your French is...wrong.

You've just asked for the wine.

HE SPEAKS FRENCH

But fortunately for the Hammer,

the universal language of finger-pointing

gets him out of trouble.

220. That's...too expensive.

-Cent?

-No.

-No?

-Cent-vingt.

-120. Cent-vingt.

-Oui.

And the deal is done.

He gets almost half off the price and pays bang on £100.

So, our smooth-talking English gent

with his unique command of the French language

is now a man with a van.

Incroyable!

The paintwork on this is in excellent condition.

When you're looking at things like this,

make sure it hasn't been touched up. I think this is pretty good.

More importantly, it has the box.

This is the bit that really sealed it for me. It has a box.

Wonderful for a collector there.

Jean has given me a chance to make a profit. I'm off.

And while John's foot is firmly on the accelerator,

Kate is all perusal, no purchase.

Excusez-moi, monsieur. Le table?

HE SPEAKS FRENCH

950. That's the whole of my budget. Maybe not.

I'm hoping that 84 might be the price here.

This is the measure. 84 centimetres.

84 centimetres, not 84 euros.

Oh, dear. The actual price was 550 euros.

She's getting the measure of this place but soon spots a planter.

Will the numbers add up this time?

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

He asks for 250 euros but she instantly gets him down to 200.

This is really nice, actually.

It's caught my eye because it's basically a plant stand.

The thing I like about it is the sort of sunburst motifs

which harp back to the Art Deco

but probably date from sort of a little bit later than that.

SHE SPEAKS FRENCH

150?

-I'm not the owner, I'm just the dealer.

-Oh, OK.

No, he's not budging. It's worth thinking about, though.

I might come back to that.

Hmm. Still no purchases, then.

That ramps up the pressure because John is two items ahead,

and he's game for anything.

For me, this is definitely 19th-century, handmade.

This would have hung in a kitchen larder

and it would be for hanging game.

You could have rabbits or pheasants or whatever you want to hang up

to let it age nicely in the nice, cold larder.

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

40?

Oui? Oui? Monsieur.

And with no hanging around, he clinches his third deal of the day.

40 euros or £33.33.

So, that's three in the bag for John to Kate's none,

but that could be about to change.

While I've been having a little mooch about,

the owner of the plant stand has come and found me.

He's been on the phone to the boss

and he's offered the plant stand to me for 150 euros.

All of a sudden, he's talking my language.

Merci beaucoup.

So walking away worked wonders.

In sterling, the plant stand costs £125 exactly

and with that, she is finally into the game

and she's come out fighting.

So, this is what your punchbag would look like in the 1940s.

Obviously leather and of course, it would've been suspended

and you'd have a really good workout getting stuck into that.

The stallholder is a little camera-shy.

SHE SPEAKS FRENCH

-70.

-70 euros.

Can you do 45?

The death.

No? 45.

48.

48. Yes. 48. Merci beaucoup.

Yes, nearly a third off the price.

The punchbag costs the equivalent of £40. Smashing.

I'm really thrilled with my punchbag or punch ball.

The store holder's just told me

he thinks it dates from about the 1930s,

which fits exactly with what I was thinking.

And I've got a sneaky feeling

that John Cameron is a bit of a good boxer,

so I'm treading on his toes a little bit.

Oh, dear! Kapow!

Kapow? Who does she think she is... Batman?

But will it prove to be the knockout blow?

Not if her sparring partner has his way.

The Hammer's shown some fancy footwork so far

and as the competition heats up, John is keeping it cool.

This is a 1950s American fridge and I love this. This is real Americana.

I know plenty of people back home that would love this sort of thing

just as a decorative item.

It's what I call junk art.

Look at the inside of that. Classic 1950s. Isn't it wonderful?

But how much is it? Stand by for some fine franglais!

Monsieur? THEY SPEAK FRENCH

-Trois cent euros.

-Erm...

-Deux cent?

-Non. Trois cent euros. 300.

-300...300.

Whoo... 300 euros for a fridge.

Yes, that's not even working order.

-Deux cent?

-No. 250 for you.

Mm. I have deux cent.

John keeps offering 200 euros.

Mon ami. Go on, take my money.

-Oui, oui.

-Deux cent?

-Oui, oui.

-Deux cent.

Happy days for The Hammer.

He keeps his cool and freezes the price of the retro refrigerator.

That 200 euros works out at £166.67.

Now he's just got to get it home.

I'm getting a few funny looks walking down the street with a fridge here.

It might not be because of the fridge, John.

Right, we've now reached the halfway stage.

Let's tot up their tallies so far.

Each of our experts arrived in Paris with £750 worth of their own euros.

Kate Bliss has got off to a slow start.

She's bought two items and spent £165,

so has a whopping £585 to play with.

But John Cameron has had a belter of a beginning,

four items bought for £341.67.

That means there's £408.33 left in his kitty.

-Hey.

-Well, hello. I hope you got me a cold drink in there.

Well, listen, Kate, the heat is on but I'm going to stay nice and cool.

-Look at that!

-Yes!

-Great piece of Americana.

-Love it!

-You liking it?

-Actually, I'm a bit jealous...

-Are you?

-..of that.

-Yeah, how much?

-Well, it was 200 euros.

-Not bad.

I don't think anyone would want to use this,

but it's got great natural sculptural quality, isn't it?

-I'd want to use that!

-So, first time here. How have you found it?

Well, do you know what? Better than I expected.

-Can I just stop you there, you're looking really smug.

-Am I?

-You are.

-Moi(?)

-Yes, moi.

Well, I have bought a little something

-that I think you might be a little bit jealous of.

-What is it?

-I'm not going to tell you.

-Oh, that's mean.

-Yeah.

-You'll have to wait and see.

-OK.

I did say I was going to buy weird and wacky,

but I also said I was going to buy things that I could take home today.

-So...

-Yeah, good luck with that one.

-Thanks, Kate.

You don't want to try to get a lift with me in this later, do you?

Not a chance, mate, sorry.

Looks like you're on your own, John.

Battle-hardened Kate isn't helping the enemy. No sir-ee!

She's more interested in making purchases

and a couple of hundred yards down the street,

she spots a satinwood Edwardian photo frame.

What's attracted me is this lovely bit of quality wood.

This is satinwood, which has this lovely sheen about it.

I think it would actually clean up

and look a lot smarter than it does now.

She offers ten euros.

He seems...pleased?

And Kate certainly is. That's £8.33.

And once John's parked his fridge,

he throws himself back into browsing.

He soon finds something much more portable -

a spelter figure of a lifeboatman.

-Thank you, sir.

-He pays 40 euros or £33.33.

And that means, Mr Cameron keeps his sizable lead.

Five purchases to Kate's three.

And she is struggling with prices once again.

-Le cheval? Ce combien?

-500 euros.

-500 euros. Merci.

-Thank you.

Oh, 500 euros... That's too much for me.

Oh, she's not having much luck, is she?

John is bounding around the market sniffing out the bargains.

It's not long before his nose leads him to another quirky item.

Is it a table? Is it a chair? Whatever it is, he wants it.

Well, that's quite wacky, isn't it? I'm not quite sure...

It looks like some sort of table.

I don't think it's a chair

because you would want to lean up against those.

SHE SPEAKS IN FRENCH

-..120.

-I like it. It's natty enough for me. Can we do a better price?

Look, it's in good condition and not broken.

THEY CONFER IN FRENCH

-John offers 80.

-JOHN SPEAKS FRENCH

-Then 90.

-No. 100, last, last.

-100.

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

-Sante. Sante.

-Merci beaucoup, monsieur.

-Mwah!

Ooh, hello! The Hammer's gone all Gallic.

Sealing the deal with the kiss or two. Sacre bleu!

Old charmer!

Turn that deal into sterling and The Hammer pays £83.33.

So, is he as enchanted with his purchase

as he is with the lady seller?

Asking what it is, well, it's actually a table.

At first, I thought it was a chair,

but when you feel these rods here,

you really won't want to put your back against it.

Very much strong '50s design,

but I love these rods alternating colours there.

And the light at the top.

Great table to put in the corner of a retro '50s interior.

I've paid 100 euros for that

and I will have to spend a little bit more

having it either rewired and PAT tested,

so probably going to cost me the best part of £150, I'm thinking,

but I still think there's a profit there, so another good buy.

Happy with that. Just got to get it home now.

So, the table that looks a chair that looks like a lamp

has pushed The Hammer even further ahead.

But the battle is far from over - Kate, the silver specialist,

has come across a miniature horticultural item.

A 'brouette' - wheelbarrow to you and me.

I'm hoping it might be a little silver one.

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

The camera-shy seller confirms that it is indeed silver.

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

180. Mm. 140 would be better.

THEY CONFER IN FRENCH

160.

And after a rather long and drawn-out haggle in French,

Kate agrees to pay 150 euros.

That's £125 exactly.

It's another big pay-out,

but Kate believes the tiny barrow will wheel in a handsome profit.

It may look a little bit of a quirky choice but, actually,

novelty silver items like this are very commercial.

Now, it is hallmarked to show that it's French silver.

It dates from about 1900

and it's quite heavy,

there's quite a bit of silver in there.

I love little bits like this,

and the other reason I bought it

is because I do have a buyer in mind.

He's a top silver dealer,

hangs out in a very swanky part of London.

My only gamble is, and as far as I know,

he likes English hallmarked pieces

and, of course, this is very French.

So, I'm going to keep my fingers crossed that it's a winner.

She may think she has a buyer, but Miss Bliss is still behind.

She'll need to keep a clear head in this sprawling market...

-Hello, madame.

-Bonjour.

Que est-ce?

THEY SPEAK IN FRENCH

Oui. So, 1960s but in the 1930s style

of a flapper girl.

KATE SPEAKS IN FRENCH

85.

THEY TALK IN FRENCH

It could be 70.

-Cinquante-cinq? Pour moi?

-OK.

-Cinquante-cinq?

-OK.

That's 55 euros to you and me, which works out as £45.83.

She said she wanted wacky and that certainly fits the bill.

John's sitting fairly pretty but continues to hunt around,

but it's Kate who pounces again and bags her sixth purchase of the day.

Well, I can't hide the fact that I have a penchant for vintage.

And here in France, of course, the couture capital,

I've got myself a vintage jacket.

The thing I like about it is the cut and the colour,

and it's really vibrant.

It's probably '70s in date, but it's not in bad condition

and, I think, very wearable today.

It's even my size.

Yes, handy that.

The jacket cost her 15 euros which is £12.50,

but is there a profit up those sleeves?

That's the big question.

And there we have it, the battle of St Ouen comes to a peaceful end.

So, how have our soldiers got on?

Our experts each arrived in Paris

with a budget of £750.

Kate finished

with a strong spending spree.

She leaves with six items

having spent £356.66.

John threw himself into it

from the word 'go'.

He's bagged six bargains

for £458.33.

So, with all the deals done,

how are they feeling?

Well, Kate, here we are.

-End of day. How did you find it today?

-I had fun.

I think if you'd asked me at the beginning of the day

if I was going to end up with that, I would have said, "Absolutely not."

But, voila!

Hang on a second, I've just spotted something there.

Is that the item, the boxing ball there?

This little piece de resistance?

-Do you know what that is?

-Yes. It's a...

It's a floor to ceiling ball.

It has two pieces of elastic which fix it to the ceiling

-and floor and you...

-You pummel it.

-..hit it.

I was just thinking of who I could think of...and I...

The picture frame, I see a nice picture of you and I in there.

-That might sell it.

-Ah, how sweet. That was a snip.

That was ten euros, so I couldn't resist it for this.

So you've been bargain hunting today?

Well, ten euros, hey, for a period photograph frame.

But this is my smallest little piece, but not cheap - 150 euros.

Oh, that makes me feel a bit better

-about the Dinky car I bought for 120 euros.

-Let's see your Dinky car.

-Ooh!

-Well, it's got its box. It's all there.

But I did say I was going to buy weird and wacky, didn't I?

-You did indeed.

-Well, you can't get weirder and wackier than a fridge...

SHE LAUGHS

..or my 1950s table.

I may wake up tomorrow morning and think, "What did I do?

"What was I thinking?"

You haven't noticed my new outfit.

-Oh, right. So this is... What's this? What's this?

-This is item number six.

You do know that there are rules to say you can't keep anything?

-I know.

-I know it fits like a glove but you've got to sell that.

Tell you what, I'll have a deal with you.

I'll help you get yours to the car if you help me get mine.

What, with that lump? Get out of here!

Our bargain blue bloods

now return to Blighty with their foraged French fancies,

and it's time to get their selling heads on.

Finding buyers for all their hard-won treasure is no easy feat...

they need to do detailed research

and make the very best use of their contacts books.

They must leave no stone unturned

in their quest to make the biggest profit possible.

But remember, until they've shaken on it

and the money has changed hands, no deal is truly sealed.

With this mighty challenge looming,

how are they feeling about their foreign finds now they're home?

Kate is in Herefordshire.

Now, my favourite item is my smallest purchase

and it's this lovely little French silver wheelbarrow.

So, from the smallest item to my biggest item

and my lovely three-tier plant stand.

It's 1950s, it's stylish but it's also incredibly practical,

and I've got a flower shop lined up for this.

My glass head is a bit of a puzzle

because I'm not sure exactly what it was made for,

but I think it would make a fantastic hat stand.

My picture frame here

probably dates from the late 19th century,

and I think I could find a private buyer for this.

I bought my red jacket because it's the sort of thing that I love.

It's a great colour, don't you think?

Why did I buy a tatty, leather punchbag?

Who knows?

Problem is, I know lots of people with lovely,

smart gyms who want more than punchbags,

so this might just be the little fly in the ointment.

Well, she's not the only one with regrets.

John is now back at his saleroom in Southsea.

My favourite at the time when I bought it all

was this 1950s fridge.

I did love it. It's striking.

But since I've got it home, I've gone a little cold on it.

Who's going to buy a 1950s fridge?

I love this 1950s table here. Very retro.

I will have to spend a bit more money getting that

PAT tested of course.

I love the game hanger. It's wrought iron, handmade, 19th-century,

and that I see in a kitchen with pots

and pans hanging from it rather than dead game.

I've got the car mascot here.

I think this has got triple appeal.

You've got, car mascot collectors, cat collectors

and it's sculpturally very Art Deco.

This one here - 19th-century, patinated spelter figure

of a lifeboatman.

And we are by the seaside, so getting a profit out of that

shouldn't be too difficult.

I love the Dinky van here, complete with its box,

but I did pay a fair bit for it.

But if anyone can get a profit out of it, The Hammer can.

Yes, fighting talk from John,

but head girl Kate is equally confident

when it comes to procuring profit.

She's come to Hereford first to meet the owner of a hat shop.

Her glass head owes her nearly £46.

Will she make an early lead?

So, Angela, this is the glass head that I told you all about.

-This is very much an Art Deco style...

-It is.

..and reminds me of the dancing girls of the late 1920s.

What do you think?

I've not seen one with this shaped skullcap effect on it.

I think it would make the perfect hat stand.

-It's the right shape.

-I'm wondering about this cork stopper here.

-Hmm.

I'm just wondering whether they may have used that for putting

something inside it, like a fine sand

cos it would almost give it a soft flesh colour, wouldn't it?

-Yes.

-Well, I'm looking for about £100-150.

How does that sound to you?

I could probably maybe stretch to about 110 for it.

Could you do 120?

-How far you going to twist my arm?

-KATE LAUGHS

Up here?

120 would be good for me.

-Yeah, we could do 120.

-Yeah.

Yes, that's a heady profit of £74.17,

a stunning start for Absolute Bliss,

and it looks like it's game on.

Well, John, it's nice to make a profit in style.

Yes, but the price tag hanging off the back of it is not very stylish.

Kate returns the hat and the scarf to the shop.

John is also revved up and ready to start selling.

He's staying local for potential sale number one.

I'm in Southsea to see local dealer Ian with this little model van.

I bought this specifically with Ian in mind

because he actually owns one of these.

If he doesn't want it, I might be stuck with it.

Will I make a big profit or a "dinky" one?

Let's hope it's big.

The van cost him £100.

-Ian.

-Hello, John.

-Good to see you.

-All right?

And lovely to see you've still got the van.

Still here.

I saw this in Paris and thought,

"Well, I know someone that's got one of those vans

"but has he got one of these Dinky vans?" Have you ever seen one?

I haven't, no. What's in the box?

Well, that's surprising. There is something in the box.

That surprises me, Ian, because you've seen most things. Look.

Great that this actually has the all-important box.

-But just have a look at the condition of that.

-It's lovely, isn't it?

It's superb.

Only, only fault of it

is it's been sat in a window I think somewhere

-and the rubber has flattened off on the wheels.

-A bit like this one.

Yeah. It does look...

exactly like your one. Is that the perfect match?

-And I like the price, John - 25 cents.

-25...

Do you know what, can you see what that says?

220 euros.

-That's what I was asked.

-That's more than what this is worth.

HE LAUGHS

I bet that's worth a few more pounds, Ian.

Well, how much is it, John?

You know how much rare Dinky toys are worth.

Can you make me a sensible offer on it?

I've got one offer, John, and I don't know what you paid.

I'd want to pay 150 quid.

-That's your one offer?

-Yeah.

-I'm not going to argue with that.

-No?

-It's yours at £150.

Thank you very much, John.

So John drives away with a profit of £50.

But the road runs out before his next appointment.

This one requires sea legs.

I'm making the short trip across from Portsmouth harbour

over to Gosport here to see restaurateur Maria

with my lifeboatman.

The eatery is on a former lightship,

so John thinks his sea-faring sculpture will fit right in.

Maria, I've been looking forward to coming over to the boat.

-I've brought you a figure, no less, of...

-Oh, wow.

..a lifeboatman. Now, have a look. What do you think?

-I love it.

-Nicely modelled, isn't it?

-Yes.

I've got a nice little spot for that and it'd be a nice little mascot

for me. They come here from all the lifeboat associations

and use the place here, so perfect.

-Do you like that?

-I do, yeah.

-OK. Well, I picked it up in Paris.

-Right, OK.

You can see a signature there - not terribly well - H Fruges.

-Right, OK.

-And that's Henry Fruges. He was a French sculptor,

lived between 1872 and 1944,

a good name exhibited at the Paris Salon.

And this is not bronze, it's spelter,

so it was a cheaper variety made for the middle classes rather than

the upper classes which would have been bronze.

But the nice thing about it, it still has the original patination

and some of the original paint.

So, how much, John?

I know you're a top businesswoman, Maria.

And I am wearing a life jacket under here in case you thrown overboard.

Hopefully not. Hopefully you will give me permission

to go ashore after this.

Well, I'm looking for about 150 for it.

It's a bit much. I think we'll go down for that.

What shall we say? About 90?

Down quite a bit, actually, yeah. The tide's gone right down...

I thought I'd start at the bottom, you started at the top.

Could you go an extra tenner?

-Fiver?

-Oh, you are tough!

-At £95.

-£95.

-All right. Maria, I'm not going to argue with you.

-No.

Not with that heavy thing in your hand.

I'll make you walk the plank otherwise.

You'll make me walk the plank? OK, £95,

-you've got yourself a deal.

-Thank you very much.

Well, shiver me timbers.

Long John Cameron avoids the plank

and comes ashore with a treasure of £61.67 profit.

That means he's out in front - but Kate won't take it lying down.

She lugs her large planter to Cheltenham

to show the florist she was talking about.

Will he give her a profit on the £125 she paid?

-Andy, this is the pot stand I told you about.

-Yeah.

It's definitely French. Polished steel, as you can see.

The sunburst design on each of the tiers is very much

Art Deco in style.

But I think this is probably '50s or even a little bit later.

It would just be the perfect thing for a florist shop.

It would just fit nicely in your window.

It all depends on the money, Kate, doesn't it?

That's the main thing we are talking about.

I was hoping for somewhere between 220 and 320.

-Really the upper end of that.

-Really?

I think the three end of things is probably a bit steep.

Can I say 260?

-If that any good for you?

-Not that end. 200.

I'll tell you what, if we do 240, I'm OK for time,

I'll give you a hand to make up your next order if you like.

Done.

Profit by any means necessary, eh, Kate?

Let's see if Andy is going to get his money's worth.

# Daydream

# I fell asleep amid the flowers

# For a couple of hours

# On a beautiful day... #

-So, Kate, there are your flowers. Make me a bouquet.

-OK.

-I'll leave it to you.

-Thanks, Andy.

# I dream of you amid the flowers

# For a couple of hours

# Such a beautiful day... #

So, what do you reckon?

-Oh, my goodness!

-I've done mine.

-Look at that! That's amazing!

-Yours isn't too bad.

-Do you reckon?

-I'm quite impressed.

-Five out of ten?

I'd give you seven actually.

So, job done and Miss Bliss has a sweet-smelling profit

of £115 all tied up.

That's flower power for you!

As Kate and John get back to scouring the country for the

best buyers, let's look at how they're doing so far.

Kate Bliss has made two excellent sales at this stage -

her profit currently stands at £189.17.

John Cameron has also sold two items -

but he's further behind in the profit stakes - with £111.67.

So John has some catching up to do

but Kate's looking to extend her lead.

It's time to take her wheelbarrow to that silver dealer

she knows in London's Covent Garden.

I bought my silver wheelbarrow with one person in mind.

And that person is Daniel Becksfield.

He specialises in novelty silver pieces, just like this one.

-Daniel. Hello.

-Hi.

BOTH: It's lovely to see you!

-This is the little piece. I thought of you.

-That's gorgeous!

I know you love novelty silver,

and I know you only like really good quality.

The first thing I thought about this when I picked it up

was that the weight is quite good for a little novelty piece.

Sometimes you get little wheelbarrows, English ones,

that are sort of half-heartedly looking like a wheelbarrow.

-But there is no doubt at all whatsoever what that is about.

-Yes.

Let's have a little look. The marks are very small on this.

You definitely have a little French mark on the side there.

But in the centre there, you have a little dagger mark, which is

a Dutch mark. The Dutch were fantastic at making miniature silver.

They started making silver from the 17th century

all the way through to the 1920s, 1930s.

And that is a little French import mark.

At some stage it has been imported into France and sold in France.

Date wise, I thought that was around 1900. Do you think...?

I think it could be a little bit earlier. I think 1900 or 1890s.

What sort of price were you thinking about?

I was hoping for somewhere between 300 and 350. Something like that.

OK. Splitting the difference at 325,

maybe that would be somewhere in the middle that would work for us both.

-That sounds ideal.

-In that case, fantastic.

-Great.

That's incredible.

Kate wheels away a Bliss-tastic barrow-full of profit -

£200 to be precise.

And she's on a roll - the satinwood Edwardian photo frame is

bought by a man in Milton Keynes.

He pays £80, which is a massive mark-up -

Kate makes a profit of £71.67.

Not to be outwitted by his silver-tongued opponent, John has

trawled his contacts and thinks he's found a buyer for his '50s table -

part-time dealer Phil has come to John's saleroom to take a look.

Here is the table in the flesh.

What does that look like from the picture you saw?

Initially, I thought it looked more like a chair, John, to be honest.

I have to confess that when I first saw it in Paris, I thought

it was a chair. I was about to sit on it and then

I thought, "That doesn't look too strong."

And when I looked again I thought, "It's a table."

It's been completely rewired there

and PAT tested, electrically tested.

If I were to ask you to make me an offer, how would you see it?

It needs a little bit of work.

There is a little bit of veneer missing from the front.

I don't know, perhaps 140. Something like that.

-I was hoping for about 100 quid more than that.

-Really?

-At about 250.

How about 200 quid, John, would that be any good to you?

-Is that your best offer?

-200 a deal?

Go on, Phil. £200. It's yours.

The electrical work and safety testing cost John an extra £28.

Taking that into account,

the table still makes an illuminating profit of £88.67.

He also sells his cat car mascot to a private

collector in Alton, in Hampshire.

He pays £110 and adds another £68.33 to The Hammer's profit pot.

But there's no rest for a man on the back foot.

He pushes on to Portsmouth with his game hanger -

he's heading to a man who runs a country sports shop.

Steve, you've handled a lot of country sports items in your time.

-What do you think? Have a look.

-It's very nice.

-Bought it in Paris.

It appealed to me straightaway.

When you actually look closely at it, you can see it is totally handmade.

You can see all the hammer marks, where the smith has been busy

flattening this out, spreading and splitting.

-It's very nice.

-Think you could sell that on?

I don't think I'd want to sell it, I think I'd want keep it.

-Would you?

-Yes. It would be a nice talking point for the shop.

-Yeah.

In terms of hanging game, what was the whole purpose of that?

Basically, to enhance the flavour.

The longer you hang a game bird, the stronger the taste will be.

-So you could be a buyer of this then, Steve?

-At the right price, John.

At the right price. Of course.

I think it's worth nothing less than £80. And that's cheap.

-I don't want to pay £80.

-Of course you don't want to pay £80.

-What's your best price?

-What's your best bid?

-Half that.

-40 quid?

-Mm-hmm.

-Good Lord! You are game, Steve.

-60 quid and you've got yourself a game hanger.

-55.

Come on! Behave yourself! It's a good talking point. £60.

-£60. Go on.

-You are tough, Steve. You are tough as an old game bird.

That's for sure.

So John holds his nerve and gets that extra fiver.

He hangs up a profit of £26.67. His rival is still at it.

Kate sells her red jacket to a vintage stylist in Oxford.

-I'm really sad to see it go.

-Yep.

-But 45 is brilliant.

-Thank you.

And that buttons up a profit of £32.50.

Now, you'll remember Kate had a crisis of confidence over

the punch ball - so she's saved her worst till last.

I found a boxing club and fitness centre on the edge of Shropshire.

I don't know how I'm going to get on with my vintage leather

punch ball, but I've got a feeling this is one profit I'm going

to have to fight for.

-Hi, are you Paddy?

-I am.

-I surrender!

I've brought you something. We spoke on the phone.

-It's quite collectable...

-Yep.

-..and takes you back to a bygone era.

-Oh, right.

-Probably between the wars.

-OK.

-That's the punch ball.

-Oh, right. OK.

-Obviously, it's made of leather.

Yes, it's a floor-to-ceiling ball actually.

This is an eye-hand coordination ball. It moves around very quickly.

It sort of trains you to really pick up your punches, pick up your speed.

It mimics your opponent, really.

Is this something that you would be interested in?

We would hang it up. I've actually got the wires.

We did have one and the ball broke about a year ago.

It depends how much.

I mean, looking for around the £150 mark. How does that sound to you?

150? HE LAUGHS

The leather itself is actually all in original order.

How do you feel about it?

-80 quid.

-80 quid. Can you do a wee bit more and say around 100?

-We'll do 100 quid.

-Sure?

-Yeah, absolutely.

-Fantastic.

Yes, that really is a knockout. She didn't have high hopes for the

punchbag but Kate 'The Heavyweight' Bliss has surely claimed

the prize for selling today's most unlikely object to make a profit.

She bags herself £60.

But The Hammer is still in the game and hoping to freeze

Kate out of the competition with his last item.

I'm off to see a friend, Mike, with the world's most travelled fridge.

Mike is a big fan of American cars and Americana in general.

I'm hoping, having seen an image, he's not going to go cool on it.

# Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do

# But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues... #

I'm going to be honest with you, Mike,

-when I saw this I really thought of you.

-Did you? Thank you very much.

I was in Paris, I saw it and I thought of you.

And you thought of me when you were in Paris? What can I say to that?

-Have a look?

-We will have a look, yeah.

-I'm intrigued.

-It's a lovely colour, too.

I'm just trying to think of its age.

I imagine it's late '50s, early '60s.

When I saw it, it reminded me of a late '50s

or early '60s American car.

It does little bit with the type of writing that you see on here,

which is a little bit like Cadillac or something like that.

It has been said that I can sell snow to Eskimos but...

On that bit, what are you looking for?

-I'm looking for £300 for it.

-Oh, dear. Right, OK.

-That's a bit steep.

-I'll tell you what, Mike.

-Yeah?

I'll do a swap with this and the car. The '67 Mustang.

-Can we have a deal there?

-Absolutely.

THEY LAUGH

You won't have to give me too much money.

-I won't have to give you too much.

-Seriously...

-I would be nearer the 200 mark.

-Can you do any better than 200?

-The most I would go for it is 250.

-£250?

-Yes.

-Absolute best?

-Yes.

I think I can take the 250.

Yes, that's a very cool deal.

The profit is £88.33 - which is mighty welcome at this stage.

And John's cruised to the end of his mission.

All sold up. Profit in my pocket. And, Kate, I'm going home in style.

So, there we have it - the selling sprees are over.

It's almost time to reveal today's winner.

But first, let's remind ourselves what our experts spent in Paris.

Both our bargain hunters started out with £750 worth of euros.

Kate bought six items and spent a total of £356.66.

John also did six deals but spent considerably more.

Including the electrical work on his table, he handed over £486.33.

But all that matters now is profit.

All of the money that Kate and John have made from today's

challenge will go to charities of their choice.

So, let's find out who is today's

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is Champion.

-Hi. How are you doing?

-I'm OK, I'm OK.

-Good.

Relieved now I've sold those items.

I've got to ask you, it's really been bugging me,

-how did the fridge go?

-I made a huge profit on the fridge.

-Did you?

No. THEY LAUGH

-And you?

-It was good.

My little wheelbarrow, smallest piece, biggest profit.

-Biggest profit?

-Yeah.

I guess we ought to get down to brass tacks and see who came out on top.

-Shall we do it?

-After three. BOTH: One, two, three.

-Go!

-Whoa!

-Wow! Well done, Kate. Well done, you.

-Well done, you.

-Fantastic.

So the wheelbarrow really did do it for you?

Motored rather than trundled, I would say.

It was a good day. And good fun.

I think the vin rouge is on you.

Yes, a convincing win for Miss Bliss.

She may have been new to the Parisian market

but she stormed the bargain Bastille today and reigns supreme.

At the end of the buying day, John did have me a little bit worried

because he did seem super-confident.

But a little bit of hard work behind the scenes,

some lateral thinking, and a little wheelbarrow helped win the day.

My French resistance was futile

under the buying and selling skills of Kate 'Absolute' Bliss.

It was a bitter pill to swallow but I have learned some harsh lessons.

Well, John can put all that into practice tomorrow.

Our pair of prize fighters do battle again -

this time at an auction in Gloucestershire.

£200. You all done.

Bother.