Phil Serrell v Kate Bliss - Car Boot Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is - the show that

pitches TV's best-loved antiques experts against each other in an

all-out battle for profit...

Elementary, my dear dealers.

..and gives YOU the insider's view of the trade!

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Each week, one pair of duelling dealers will face a different

daily challenge...

-Catch me if you can.

-The axeman cometh.

..putting their reputations on the line

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..and giving YOU their top tips and savvy secrets

on how to make the most money from buying and selling.

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Today's car boot buying bonanza pitches the countess of cash

Kate Bliss against the duke of dealing Phil Serrell.

Coming up - Phil turns a deaf ear to any price he doesn't like the sound of!

-Did you say that was 50 quid?

-No, no... Is that the wax?

Kate gives a masterclass in sticking to your guns.

-How does 20 quid sound?

-No, that's an insult!

-Oh!

And Phil really puts his back into selling!

-I'm never going to shift this.

-I see what you mean.

Yes. No, it's not doable, Philip.

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is!

Today we're meeting our antiques aficionados in West Sussex

where they're up early in a bid to grab the greatest car boot riches.

These two money-making maestros are battling for bargains

and they're determined to get them.

First up it's the warring wildcat of today's car boot battle ground.

She's armed and dangerous with antiques info,

and she's not afraid to use it. It's Kate "Absolute" Bliss.

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Oh, that's quite a loud one!

Next into the arena and keeping his eye on the prize is

an antiques assailant who is in it to win it.

He'll wield his mighty sword until it spears him

a profit.

What do you reckon?

It's Phil "The Fox" Serrell.

You have got to get stuck in here.

They've each got £250 of their own money to spend

and all of their profits go to their chosen charities.

Kate Bliss and Phil Serrell it's time to

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is!

-It's a bit early, isn't it?

-Do you know what?

I really, really, really don't do this early in the morning

-and I'm going to have to force a smile.

-I know.

-I know.

-So, come on, I need the tips. You've been here before.

-I've been here before.

-We've got £250.

-Yes.

Now, it's like the chariot scene from Ben Hur at half past seven.

There's people everywhere.

It's very, very quick and then at half ten, 11 o'clock, it's gone.

So this is a buy, buy, buy?

-Yes, buy early.

-Get in, get out.

-Buy, buy, and bye-bye.

What are you going to be looking for?

Do you know I haven't got a clue? Whatever they've got basically.

-I'm going to try and buy a profit.

-Buy a profit.

-I'm with you on that one.

-Which way are you going?

-That way.

-I'm going to go that way.

-OK.

-Good luck.

-See you later.

Our daring dealers have come to the Ford Airfield car-boot sale armed

with their own strategies and stealth-like styles, determined

to bag the best of the "booter" and pack the most powerful profit punch.

Well, for once I don't think Philip was bowling me a fast one when

he said you had to get in the fight here. My strategy is to buy, buy, buy.

It is buzzing here and there's no room for hesitation.

Are we going to be able to keep up with this speedy sorceress?

And, more to the point, is Phil?

The thing about car boots is you cannot dwell, you've got to get

in there and buy, buy, buy and buy quickly cos if you dwell it's gone.

Just look at him go. This is going to be one fast

and furious fight to find a fortune.

If I'm going to get around here quickly

I could do with a pair of these.

They might just be a bit big really.

And even without the help of special sneaky sneakers Kate's hot

footed it straight to a potential purchase.

That's a tenner. I have one at home.

The one at home is a different colour, it's a darker colour.

It looks so lovely with all the little primulas in their little pots

-and a lovely thing in the middle.

-Can you do it for five?

-No.

Really, I'll take 7.50. I paid five for it.

Can we knock the 50 because I haven't got any change?

-£7 is good.

-Done.

-Only because it's you.

Only because you have a nice smile.

You say all the right things.

£7 and a winning smile and Kate's first buy is in the basket!

This is a bargain of a first buy.

Can't resist a basket. Glasses in here, magnum of champagne in the middle,

perfect for a family picnic or day at the races. And I know exactly who I'm going to sell it to.

My goodness. She's taken off like a rocket!

Phil needs to take a long hard look at himself in this 19th-century mirror.

-25 quid.

-I'll give you 20 quid for it.

-Go on, then.

-Done.

-Thank you very much.

-Thank God for that!

-Really?

-THE SELLER LAUGHS

Thanks a bunch for that one.

Blimey, speed is of the essence!

How fast was that deal? Let's have a look!

-25 quid.

-I'll give you 20 quid for it.

-Go on, then.

-Done.

Three seconds! The vendor might be pleased to quickly see

the back of that mirror, but Phil hopes to see a profit in it.

This is a really lovely 19th century

mahogany-veneered, swing-framed toilet mirror.

This would have sat in the dressing room of a lady and gentleman.

When you got dressed in the morning, put your tie on, your scarf,

or your jewellery, this would have adorned your dressing table.

You cannot go and buy a modern mirror for £20.

If I can't make a profit out of that, I should give up.

Mm, swift and confident, that's our Fox!

In case you blinked and missed it, viewers,

our two rapid relic hunters have quickly netted one buy each.

Phil is bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning,

and charges headlong towards his second possible purchase.

Excuse me, good sir, how much are your chairs?

The three things are £30.

Or maybe he just wants a little sit-down?

-How old are they?

-Oh, um, 1980.

-Would 20 quid buy the three?

-Yes.

-It would? You're a gentleman.

Thank you very much indeed.

-They're my brother's and I want to see the back of them.

-Back of them.

And, with no time to lose, veteran deal-doer Phil

wheels off his £20 furniture haul.

So, what's he got to say about his seats?

These have got no age at all to them.

Probably from quite a well-known Scandinavian retailer.

But I think they're quite funky. And they're cheap.

That's why I bought them. Saw them, £20 the three.

How can I possibly fail on that?

But I can't stop!

Blimey! And, with that, Phil races into the lead.

But Kate is already eyeing up

something she hopes will lift her spirits.

-What's the best on the labels?

-40 quid.

-35?

-OK. Thanks a lot.

-Thanks.

Cheers, Kate! Right, what are they?

Now, even though they're tarnished, I could tell they're made of silver.

And they're a matching set of four.

Essentially, these are labels to go on decanters.

Now, I don't know the exact date, but I can tell they're not very old.

They're certainly quality. And, for £35, they're really not expensive.

Yes, Kate certainly knows a bargain when she sees one.

With those under her belt, she's head-to-head

with her rival at two buys each.

But it seems Phil is unstoppable -

he's just spotted another possible money-maker, an enamel sign.

-How much is that?

-It will be 80 quid to you.

-No, I can't afford that.

-Guaranteed money in that.

-No, I can't afford that.

You could sell that to Catherine Zeta Jones, couldn't you?

You might want to work on your spelling, Foxy!

Did you say that was 50 quid?

No, no. Is it the wax?

-How much is it?

-60 quid, best.

-Did you say 55? 60.

55 quid and I've bought it.

You're a gentleman, thank you very much indeed.

What on earth am I doing?!

Hm, the old hard-of-hearing haggle pays off,

and he swipes £25 off the asking price.

This is the forerunner of the A3 poster.

In the '20s and '30s, brands, formats, they all stayed the same.

This is Zetor Service. Zetor is a make of tractor.

So I'm kind of hoping that I can either find

a tractor maker or manufacturer or retailer

who's got an interest in these.

Or, better still, someone who's got a vintage tractor

who might be interested in buying it.

With three items to Kate's two,

Phil thinks he's on the right track for a profit.

But Kate is not lost at sea yet.

Oh, I like your sea. Is that an oil or a print?

Edgar Freyberg, original.

German artist, 1927-2010.

-How much is it?

-150, or near offer.

-Ooh.

No, but he's good.

All he'd done was seascapes and marine scenes.

You can make me an offer.

-Cheeky?

-Yeah, you're going to say, have I got change for 50p?

Yeah, go on, Kate!

-50 quid?

-Oh, that is cheeky.

Er... £100 cash, it cost me 80.

He is a serious, serious artist.

-Where did you buy him?

-I did a clearance in North London

in Islington, some guy's studio.

A German dealer. And he had just loads.

-I had six all in all, it's the last one I've got left.

-I'll do you 90.

Go on, then. That makes me a tenner.

That's a gamble. That is a gamble.

It's a good gamble, trust me, it's a great gamble.

In a brave move, Kate knocks £60 off the oil painting,

but it still cost her a pretty penny.

This is very definitely a gut-instinct buy.

It's an oil on canvas, apparently by an Edgar Freyberg.

But I know nothing about this artist. It's one to research.

So I've gone on the composition, the way it's painted,

and I love the way the light is captured in the sea.

But also the age of the piece.

If you turn it over, you can see it's an early 20th-century canvas.

So, £90.

Quite a lot to spend on something I love, but I know very little about.

But Kate's painting research will have to wait

as there's still buying to be done!

She wastes no time jumping on a collection of antique animals.

These are lead animals.

But the key thing is they are by the leading manufacturer

of this sort of thing, Britains.

And they've become quite collectable.

The only thing that is making me hesitate slightly

is that they are not in great condition.

But I've never seen a kangaroo before.

Really? They're jumpy, bouncy things with a pouch,

loads of them in Australia. Hm!

-How much are these, please?

-£10 for all of them.

-£10 for all of them?

-Yep.

-Could you do 5, madam?

-What about 6?

Ooh, 5 is better, they're just not in great condition.

Done.

And Kate's £5 deal takes us to the halfway mark.

So, let's see who's enjoying life in the fast lane

and who's languishing in the lay-by.

Both our dealers arrived with £250 of their own money to spend.

Kate's powered into an early lead, spending £137 on four items,

leaving £113 in her kitty.

Despite a speedy start, Phil is lagging behind with three purchases

costing £95, leaving him with £155 for the rest of the day.

-Hello, hello.

-You had to wear your running spikes.

-How have you got on?

-You weren't wrong, were you?

You've got to be quick out there. But, you know what,

there's a lovely atmosphere,

the sun's out, I'm quite enjoy myself.

-And there's some good things here, I think.

-There are some good things.

-Have you done well?

-Well, I've spent a bit.

-Have you?

How about you? Spending money?

Spent a bit, yeah. There's one thing I might be quite pleased with.

-SHE GASPS DRAMATICALLY

-And you?

-I don't like the sound of that.

-And you?

I'm feeling OK, put it that way.

-Come on, I want to get on.

-Go on, see you later, bye.

Our whirling dervish dealers mean business.

They're not giving anything away to the competition.

Well, I told Kate she's got to get a move on,

and it appears she's done just that.

And, as ever, keeping her cards very close to her chest.

So, it seems the Fox has been unsettled

in his natural buying habitat.

And he's not the only one.

There was a great pace when we arrived.

Now, everybody is very much unpacked,

good things have been bought and taken away.

So, I feel I've really got to go up a gear,

to stay in the fight with the Fox.

Yes, indeed, the best bargains get snapped up early at a car boot.

So, engines revving, our adversaries head back into the fray.

Both determined, both focused,

and both resolutely blinkered to any distractions.

Ooh.

-Do you come here often?

-CANNED LAUGHTER

Phil! Stop being such a cool customer and lounging around.

CANNED LAUGHTER

That's enough milling around!

Well, unlike you, Philip,

I never "tyre"! MUTED LAUGHTER

He looks like he's on the case!

The nice thing about this example is it's an unusually large piece,

and bears evidence of some original patina here.

Get a grip!

I really need to motor on.

Yes, you absolutely do! And, immediately taking her own advice,

Kate drives straight towards possible purchase number five.

How much is that?

25. I couldn't bear leaving it when I sold my cottage.

-Is it from your house?

-Yes. In Oxford.

Could you do a little bit less for me?

20.

-It did cost a lot to get made.

-Yeah.

Slate, yes? If you do 15?

Go on, then.

Kate strikes a deal at £15,

and takes the time to show off her mind-reading skills

I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking, good move, Bliss, she's gone straight in there,

she knows somebody with a house called Willow Cottage. Easy sale.

Well... I might not, just yet,

but how many Willow Cottages are out there? Thousands!

Should be a piece of cake, shouldn't it?

That's the spirit!

With Kate in pole position, Phil needs to get a wriggle on.

But, never fear, he quickly spots something

he hopes will make him more profit than you could shake a stick at!

How much is this stick, please?

22 gives me a bit of profit.

I was thinking more like 15.

15? I can't do that.

I'll do 20 on it. 20 will give me a tiny profit.

You're going to have me in tears in a minute,

-you know that, don't you?

-I know that.

-You're a gentleman.

-Thanks very much.

-I'll shake you by the hand.

-Does it make me look distinguished?

-It does.

-Something needs to!

So, Phil gets just a £2 discount, but he walks off a very happy man.

I'm really pleased with my stick, it's a bit Chaplin-esque, isn't it?

What I love about it is the fact

it's got these silver mounts on it.

hallmarked silver, assayed in Birmingham.

I would guess round about 1920, something like that.

If you took these off here, and melted them down,

I would think there's probably £15-20 of silver.

I think there's a modest profit in that.

Across the car boot, Kate has spotted an old school desk

and goes in on a charm offensive.

Hi, there, how much is on the desk?

-I was looking around 45-ish.

-That's a bit too much for me.

What are you looking at?

Well, funnily enough, I bought one for my son, and I only paid 15.

Oh, wow, that was a bargain.

-I don't know whether it was, actually.

-I think it was.

Kate's going to have to employ some textbook haggling techniques here!

-Well, I'm going to be really cheeky.

-I know you are.

-How does 20 quid sound?

-No! That's an insult.

Please, you've got to meet me somewhere.

I've paid less than that in the past, honestly.

Get ready for a dealing masterclass!

I can't really take less than 35.

-I can't do 35, give me some help?

-I already have.

Help me in the middle.

-25, final offer.

-30.

-I can't do 30.

-Yes, you can.

I can't, honestly, I can't, I can't do 30. 25.

-30. Oh, come on!

-KATE LAUGHS

Aha, the "show them the money" trick. Will it work?

-Well, 25 I can do.

-30 I can do.

I can't do 25, that's giving it away.

Go on. I'll get you a cup of tea.

No.

Hm, no. Not even the offer of a cuppa has swayed her.

How about the "I'm going to walk off and not buy it" strategy?

All right. We'd better press on.

Are you sure?

-All right.

-Yep?

Brilliant.

25 for you.

There you go! The vendor looks...delighted(!)

And Kate closes the lid on her sixth deal of the day.

I love my little child's desk.

My son's got one very like it in his bedroom,

and he loves to keep all his secret stuff inside there.

Now, the stallholder thought it was Victorian.

I think it's a little bit later, early 20th century.

But it's got a great little brass sliding inkwell, which I love.

Chuffed to bits.

So, with the clock ticking,

and aware the stalls will soon start to pack up and disappear,

Phil has harnessed his fifth purchase for £10.

This is a French pony or donkey collar.

What's quite unusual about it is that these things,

normally they've been worn, they're straw-filled,

and the leather here wears away.

The fact it is for only a pony or donkey,

I think that's a bit more saleable.

Kate has also been trawling for last-minute trendy treasures,

and has snagged some vintage finery!

I've been looking for some vintage items for ages.

And I finally found some.

We've got a great 1970s graphic print shirt.

And a beautiful 1970s sea green dress which you could more than wear today.

So, £14 the two. Bargain!

And, with that, Miss Bliss calls it a day.

Well, I'm all done, and I'm pleased as punch with my purchases.

I knew I had to be really speedy here, and so motor on I did.

It's just as well. Look around me.

People are going home already.

The stallholders may be packing up,

but Phil is determined to secure one last item before the market closes.

-How much are these measures, please?

-I've been asking 15 a set for them.

One-off deal, £10, I can't pay more than a tenner,

-those are my house rules.

-Yeah.

-And that's it.

-Yes, thank you.

Ooh, he drives a hard bargain.

£10 for the measures, and Phil has had his fill.

Mine's a pint.

And how do you know you're going to get a pint? It's a measure.

Now, this isn't a pint. This is a litre, a half litre,

and down it goes.

These are French.

The French equivalent of our English imperial measure.

And this guarantees the amount you're going to get.

These are made in pewter. I would think they're probably 1920s,

and they cost me the princely sum of £10.

And if they don't make a profit. I've been short-changed.

And with that final purchase complete just in the nick of time,

our speedy dealers finally apply the brakes, and tot up the totals.

They both started the day with £250 of their own money to spend.

Kate is hoping she's seen off the competition

with her seven purchases costing £191.

Phil is sure he's a shoo-in with his six items that cost £135.

But the only thing that matters now is profit.

Our deal-doing duo have spent their dosh

and now it's time to compare their wares.

Well, was it speedy or not?

If I hadn't got a shift on, I wouldn't have any of this.

-You snooze, you lose.

-Absolutely right.

-I've looked at your things.

-Mm?

-That painting's lovely.

-You like?

-I really do, yeah.

I just caught this painting in the corner of my eye,

and thought, that is lovely.

When you think that about something,

normally other people will, and it's a good thing.

I've got to say to you, I'm not really sure that this is me!

-Not quite your colour.

-Size?

-Size maybe! You never know.

THEY GIGGLE

I'm not sure about this. I think it needs a plough.

But I do like this. That's my sort of thing, super silver collars.

I'll tell you something.

-I'm prepared to sell you something.

-Oh, yes?

-I've friends who live at Willow Cottage.

-You haven't really?

Mm. And they say that information is all important...

-I think we need to do some talking.

-..and expensive.

Come on, we'll talk about this.

That was one epic race around the car boot,

but now, out-and-out selling warfare lies ahead.

The real fight for glory is mere moments away,

and both dealers know they'll need to shine up their stash

and put their best bargaining foot forward

if they're to emerge victorious.

At Fox Towers in Worcestershire,

Phil is analysing his rather eclectic haul.

That car boot is harum-scarum. Get in, get it bought, and get off.

Now, my tractor sign. I'm in tractor heaven around here.

I'm going to put that into a local auction that

specialises in selling all things tractor, and tractor memorabilia.

So, I'm hoping that will show me a profit on the £55 I paid for it.

My £10 pony collar.

My parents come from a local Worcestershire village

where there is now a carriage and horse museum.

So, I'm hopeful I can sell that there.

Now, this is a 19th-century mirror.

It cost me £20.

It's made out of mahogany.

I'm hoping that's going to make between £40-60.

And, for a tenner, these little French pewter measures,

there has to be a profit in those.

Look at that for a piece of elegance.

A silver-mounted stick.

All I need to do now is find somebody

who needs to be elegant, and can offer me a profit on £20.

Phil also needs to sell the Scandinavian chairs and footstool.

Over in Herefordshire, Kate is feeling confident about her hoard.

I had a great time buying at the car boot at Ford.

Most things were pretty affordable, as you would expect at a car boot.

And I'm really pleased with the selection I've got here.

Now, my animals were a bit of a punt.

And I think I may have found a safari park

who might like to have these on display.

My wine labels, I've checked out. They are actually 1990s in date,

although they've got a lovely Victorian style.

They're cast, they're silver, there's definitely a profit in those.

I love the desk, simply because they don't make them like this any more.

Although it's Victorian very much in design,

I think it probably dates from the 1940s.

It would be great to see it used, perhaps.

My vintage clothing is a bit of fun.

Funky shirt, and a very glamorous dress, actually,

and I think a vintage shop would take those off my hands, no problem.

But the piece de resistance is my painting.

It was my most expensive piece.

But I've now done a little bit of research.

Edgar Freyberg was a German artist who was born in 1927.

And I now know that seascapes just like mine were really his thing.

And, from looking at the auction results of his work

which have been sold recently,

paintings like this one will make anything from £200 up to £500.

So I think that is my winner!

Kate also needs to sell the Willow Cottage sign

and the wicker bottle basket.

It's time for our duo to don their thinking caps

and exhaust all available methods, in a bid to turn their purchases

into profit, and accumulate the most money for their chosen charities.

But, until they've shaken on it

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

Speedy salesman Phil isn't horsing around -

he's brought his pony harness to show contact Mary

at Hartlebury Castle in Worcestershire.

He paid £10 for it, but can he saddle up a pretty profit?

This place has a big connection with horses. Horse-drawn.

-Horse-powered. All things horses, doesn't it?

-Yes, definitely.

I was kind of hoping, let me take this off.

-I thought it was your new scarf(!)

-No, no.

I was hoping you might want to buy it off me.

Why do you do that?

Because it suits you, I think.

It's a change from the scarf.

-Can we try this again?

-Yes. Tell me what you want me to do.

I want you to pay a vast amount of money for this horse collar.

Oh, Philip, I can't pay you a vast amount of money.

I can pay you a little bit of money.

It is like the smiling assassin, isn't it?

You get lulled into a false sense of security by this really sweet lady.

Cor.

Is it heavy?

-I'd like to try and get £40 or £50 for this.

-Oh, Philip.

I sort of had 30, no?

-Is that an offer?

-That's an offer.

-I'll shake you by the hand.

-Really?

Yeah, quickly, I want to get out of here. Here you are.

All the best, get out while the going's good!

The Fox has whinnied, neighed and pulled his way to a £20 profit,

but hard taskmaster Mary's not done with him yet!

Now, Philip, as I paid that huge amount

-of money...

-It's well worth it.

..do you want to have a go at pulling the cider press?

-Is it possible?

-No, it's highly improbable, Mary,

-never mind possible.

-It was only a small pony.

So, this isn't ever going to work.

I'm never going to shift this.

I see what you mean.

Yes, it's... No, it's not doable, Philip.

If this is how they made cider, I can tell you, this is going to

take me some old time to do this.

Yes, come on, Phil, put your back into it!

Ready to open HER campaign in Hereford, Kate is in

high spirits, with her silver drinks labels.

I've given my decanter labels a little bit of a polish

and I am taking them to a very smart vintage shop

here in Hereford.

With £35 and some of her own elbow grease invested in them,

can she tempt shop buyer Candice into a purchase?

-So, I mean what they are is they are decanter labels.

-Yes.

-They are silver and English hallmarked.

-Right, OK.

And quite nice because you have got a set of four, all matching,

and they have got a matching hallmark on the maker, which is...

-Mind if I take a look?

-Yeah, take a closer look.

They are Victorian or 19th century in style, if you like,

with this lovely cast leafage border. The hallmark actually is for 1990s,

so they are pretty modern. Could you see them fitting in here?

Absolutely. Definitely. We do have quite a few decanters,

so that would blend in well. Let me just get one.

Ooh, you have some nice ones there.

-Let's take a look.

-Triple wing neck. It's lovely.

-Let's just see.

Oh, yeah, that looks lovely, doesn't it?

I don't know where you see them, but I can see the set of four

normally at around the couple of hundred pounds mark.

I would be willing to pay between £80-£150.

Well, if I came down to about 150 and you came up to your maximum,

-is that all right?

-Fantastic.

-Thank you very much, indeed.

-I think they look great on the decanters.

-Yes, I think so, too.

Kate is off to a roaring start,

earning a shiny £115 profit

for her first sale.

Well, that's a really satisfying start to my selling

and I think polishing them up made all the difference.

And Kate stays at the top of the class,

when she sells her children's school desk to local mother-of-four

-Krissie.

-What do you think of it?

-I think it is perfect for Archie.

He is six now and it will give him a little private space

in the bedroom to do his homework.

She sells it for £55,

putting £30 into her profit purse.

And not to be outdone, Phil thinks he's walking the walk to victory.

You've either got style or you can act with style

and I've come to my local theatre, hoping that they are going to add

my silver-mounted walking stick to their props department.

The jaunty 1920s stick cost him £20,

but will theatre assistant Gemma want to take it off his hands?

Nor for yours, neither. You have ungently, Brutus, stole from my bed.

And yesternight, at suppertime, you suddenly arose and...

PHILIP UNSUBTLY CLEARS THROAT

-Hello, there!

-Gosh. Gemma.

Philip, how are you? Good to see you.

I was hoping that you might find a role for a new supporting member

-of cast I might have for you.

-There are always roles available.

-Really?

-There could be.

-Really?

-Well, that's what I was thinking of.

-Oh, really?

-Yep.

I was thinking for your props department.

-Fine specimen he is, too.

-Yeah. Silver mounted and I was thinking...

-It's rather nice.

-Jeeves and Wooster?

-I can see that. Bit of '40s. Bit of dandy.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

-Very dandy. Wouldn't that look fantastic in one your productions?

It is a lovely stick, but it is just a stick.

-It cost me £20.

-£20.

-I was hoping that I might get 50 quid for it.

-It could fit the role...

-Yeah.

-..but £50 doesn't fit the budget,

-I'm afraid!

-What is the budget?

-As close to 20 as you can come down to.

I tell you what, my one and final shot is 30.

-Go on, then. Deal.

-You're an angel. Now, can you do that...

-You know that bit where they...

-Here we go.

-..they jump up and kick

both heels over there with the stick. Can you do that?

-Now you are asking!

-Can you? Show me.

THEATRE APPLAUSE

A standing ovation, look.

Would you have any other vacancies, at all?

No, no vacancies at this time, I'm afraid.

What, nothing?

AUDIENCE BOOING

He may not have a future in the theatre, dah-ling,

but his career as a dealer is stable,

as he adds that £10 profit to his pocket

and then rings up another £10

when he sells his 19th-century mirror to antiques dealer

Lee in Worcester.

-MIMICS DAVID ATTENBOROUGH:

-We're in the midst of a selling bonanza

and keen to get back to her natural selling habitat,

Kate has brought her collection of lead animals

to a place where wild beasts roam freely,

stride majestically across the plains

of the West Midlands Safari Park and frolic to their hearts' content.

I was hoping for a wildlife park, to sell my little toy animals.

Here I am in the West Midlands, at a safari park, on a pretty

murky morning. I have come to meet Bob,

who is Director of Wildlife here and he has expressed an interest

in my little animals. I am just hoping the real-life safari animals

have had their breakfast.

With her eyes on the prize, and in the back of her head,

can Kate tempt Director of Wildlife Bob to part with more than

the £5 she paid?

Bob, I know we spoke on the phone,

but I've brought my little toy animals for you.

Spread them out on your safari vehicle here.

You can see, they are made of lead and they have got this slightly funny

furry coating, almost. They are not just painted.

The paint has a texture. They are not in perfect condition.

They have been played with and they would have been made

for a wildlife set, if you like, for a child's set to play with.

I think they date from the very early part of the 20th century.

-What do you think of them?

-They are very interesting, aren't they?

Yes, I think the vet will be disappointed there is nothing

for him to do with these. The accountant will be pleased,

cos they'll not cost anything to feed. The Education Department

might find a use for them, but they would have to be circumspect,

-as they are made of lead.

-We know lead is poisonous, obviously,

so we have to handle with caution, but in an education department,

as long as that was pointed out, we are not going to have children

-becoming unhealthy through handling.

-It would be done under supervision.

Shall we talk price? I know I said you, very roughly,

I was looking between, sort of, between £50 and £100, very loosely.

Where do you see them?

-What would be your, sort of, price?

-Erm...

probably split the difference. 75.

I have to say, they are not mint condition.

I had a very good buy, actually, with them, so I am happy

-with 65, something like that.

-Yeah, I think that is fair enough.

-OK. Fantastic.

-Done deal.

-Thank you very much.

-Pleasure.

-Are there lions lurking around here?

-There are, out there in the mist,

there are some lions waiting.

I can't hear them roaring at the moment,

but if we leave them much longer before giving them their breakfast,

-they will be, so we should go.

-Right. I'd best be on my way, Bob.

-Lovely to meet you.

-And you. Bye-bye.

"ANIMAL MAGIC" THEME

So, Kate makes a hasty exit

and her balance sheet expands by a pretty wild £60.

Well, I don't think I've ever done a sale in front of such

an unusual audience and with so many eyes pinned on me.

Buy my toys are going to an educational use,

which I think is a roaring success.

And our wildcat doesn't stop there, adding £23 to her profit pot,

when she sells the wicker drinks basket

to Hereford-based vintage-shop owner, Polly,

which brings us to the halfway mark.

Our experts both have three items up their sleeves for round two,

so who's blazing a trail and who's dragging their heels?

So far, Kate has sold four of her seven items,

racking up a profit of £228.

Phil has done three deals,

with a smaller profit of just £40 in his pocket.

So, Miss Bliss has an impressive lead on her rival.

The Fox will need to come into round two all guns blazing,

if he's to stand a chance against this vixen of the vintage.

In this game of profit, sometimes it pays to take a risk

and Phil is just about to take a big one, with his tractor sign.

I'm going to put this into a tractor auction and I'm taking

a real gamble, because it is going in unreserved.

Cost me £55. Could make a fiver, could make 100.

Well, it's out of Phil's hands now, as the Ledbury

Agricultural and Machinery Auction is just about to start!

Lot 507, and this lovely Zetor sign there, gentleman. There you go.

£100, for it. 100, to go on it. £100. 100. 100.

100, I've got. £100 bid.

£100 bid. At 110. 110, 110. 120, 120, 120.

It's a positive start. Will this be the sale that turns

Phil's fortunes around?

We'll find out later, Meanwhile, Kate's in Ludlow,

with the dress and shirt that cost her £14.

She's targeted a vintage clothes shop

and is hoping owner Nina will fall in love with them.

Well, I'm hoping these might just be of interest.

The dress is, perhaps, the nicer of the two.

And you have got a shirt there. I think it's 1970s.

-So, do you think I am right on the date?

-Yes, I think so.

-I think this is late '70s.

-So, that is the dress.

The shirt, I really bought because the graphic print I just thought

-was quite striking.

-Yes, it is rather. That, again, is late '70s...

-Mm-hm.

-..just because of the size of the collar

and the narrow cuffs, rather than the wide cuffs.

-So, that is very late '70s?

-Yeah.

So, are they the sort of thing that you think might go in your shop?

Yes, I mean, I think they are probably good for younger people,

who are a bit adventurous with their vintage.

So, I think that would be, you know, quite fun, actually.

Yes? All right. So, what sort of money do you see them at?

I would probably pay up to £20 each for them.

Could I just shift you slightly up and say around 50 for the two?

-Yeah.

-Fantastic, I really hope you do well on them. Thank you.

And Kate catwalks out, a cool £36 up.

So, you see, Phil, buying girlie does work.

You should try it some time.

And proving that being in profit never goes out of fashion,

our cheeky saleswoman adds another £85 to her bulging bag of dosh,

when she sells her Willow Cottage sign to property developer Adrian.

With Kate charging ahead on six sales to Phil's three,

it's time for The Fox to put a call in to the auctioneer

and find out whether his tractor sign has made

enough money to dig him out of trouble.

Keep your fingers crossed. I've got everything crossed.

Howard, how are you?

First off, did you have a good sale and second off,

did I have a good sale?!

You're joking?

You're joking?!

170 quid. You are an absolute... Oh, I'm over the moon, mate.

That's really fantastic.

Yes, after auction costs,

Phil makes a rather healthy profit of £94.60.

What a comeback!

Well, Kate's got one final item left to sell -

her seascape painting, and she's set sail

for Ludlow gallery owner Mark, in the hope of stowing away with more

than the £90 she paid for it,

-but she's soon scuppered.

-I think it's a very nice painting,

but, unfortunately, I don't think it would fit in with what

-we are selling.

-Mm-hm.

-Ah, that's a shame.

-I'm so sorry about that.

Well, that's disappointing. Art is all about personal taste.

Back to the drawing board.

Oh, dear. That leaves Kate up a certain creek without a paddle.

She needs to find a buyer - and fast!

Phil is now down to his final two items.

He's hoping to sell that set of pewter measures

that cost him £10 to Worcester wine bar owner Mark.

There we are, Mark. That makes the set. What do you reckon?

They look great, yeah. So, what is the origin of these?

They are French, made out of pewter. I would think they are probably

early 20th century.

Clearly, any measure or weight that you use in this country

-has to be approved by Weights & Measures.

-Yeah.

So, you can't use these. They are for decorative purposes only.

-I just thought that they might do well in a place like this.

-Yeah.

They'd look the part. Are you interested? You hadn't seen them?

No. They are interesting. What are they worth?

-I think they should average out at a tenner each.

-50, for the set?

What about if we met halfway and said 60 quid? Would that be a deal?

-Yeah, you've got a deal.

-You are a gentleman, sir.

He certainly is, adding £50 to The Fox's coffers.

Phil doesn't sit around, either. He sells his modern chairs

and stool to 20th-century furniture dealer Clive,

making a £30 profit.

And that brings the curtain down on his selling spree.

And that's the end of my car boot. I just wonder how Kate's got on.

Kate, however, still has £90 invested in her oil painting.

She's struggled to find a buyer for it, but with sails at full mast,

she heads to mid-Wales, where she's found a potential purchaser.

Will Brecon gallery owner Ian like the seascape

or will it leave her washed up?

-This is the picture I told you about.

-OK.

-All right.

-Bigger than I expected.

-Oh, is it? Have a little look.

Mm, I like it. It is very nice, actually.

So, I mean, looking at the canvas, I would put it, sort of, late 1950s.

The artist, Edgar Freyberg, was born in 1927. He was born in Germany

and I particularly like the way he has done the waves.

This bit here. It is quite wispy and really alive.

We have got an artist who paints similar to this. It's very nice.

-Do you think it would be something for the gallery?

-I like it,

so, if I like it, it gives me the confidence to sell it.

That's good. That's what I go on, as well - good gut feeling.

Well, money-wise, I'm looking for around the, sort of, £350 mark.

-How does that sound to you?

-OK. I have seen this artist before.

-We tried to buy one years ago.

-Oh, did you?

The 300 is probably a little bit heavy.

Well, he's making the right noises,

but does Ian throw Kate a lifeline or will this be a shipwreck?

You'll have to wait and see,

as this money-making marathon is almost over

and our selling sprinters have pushed the boundaries of bargaining.

but only one can take gold. Who will it be?

They both started the day with £250 of their own money to spend.

Kate bought seven items, costing £191.

Phil made six purchases and spent a total of £135.

But one question still remains...

Who has made the most profit? All the money that Kate and Phil

have made will go to charities of their choice, so without

further ado, let's find out who is today's

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

-How are you?

-Hello, hello!

-Good to see you.

-How are you doing?

-That was harum-scarum.

-Wasn't it just? Did you keep the pace up at...

I did the tractor sign and I did really well with that,

-but it went a bit downhill after. You?

-I went to a zoo!

-Really?!

-Yeah.

-I met a whole herd of cows.

-What did you take to a zoo?

-My little animals.

-Remember that donkey collar?

-Yeah.

They put me in a bloomin' cider press, pulling the thing round.

-I wish I could have seen that!

-You will! Anyway...

-My painting...

-Ah. That was...

-You liked my painting.

That was a goodie.

I did have a bit of a journey with it. This kind of journey with it,

-but in the end it, sort of, went there.

-Not down there?

-There.

-Did you do very well?

-Well, let's have a look, shall we?

-Ready?

-Three, two one, go!

-Whoo-hoo!

-You did have a journey and a half, didn't you?!

-Hellfire. Was that all the painting?

-Other bits and bobs, along the way.

-What did you do with the painting?

-A gallery, in the end.

-Really?

-Yeah.

-Made jolly good money?

-Took a little while, though.

-Tell me how much.

-Let's go and have a cup of tea.

Yes, Kate "Absolute" Bliss triumphs and it was in part down

to the sale of that seascape painting...

-260, I could do.

-260, yeah, that's good for me.

Brilliant.

..making her a magnificent 170 profit,

all of which helped her

push past her rival to a comfortable victory!

I'm absolutely thrilled with that result and I am certain

it was the seascape, in the end, that swung it.

I think I gave Kate too much of a tip at the car boot.

I said to her, "Get out early and shop." And she did.

She absolutely smacked my bottom!

Well, they both need to pack their bags,

because tomorrow, Phil has the chance to get his own back

at an antiques market in Belgium.