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This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth is.
The show that takes the titans of the antiques trade
and pitches them against each other to see who can make the most money from buying and selling.
That's amazing. Truly amazing.
Today, the champion of the North, David Harper,
takes on the new boy from the South, James Braxton, in an all-out battle
for profit, giving you the inside view on the secrets of the trade.
Coming up, our experts show you how shopping for a deal can
bring on a twinge of nostalgia.
It's funny how when you see something, and it reminds you,
suddenly takes you back, to not that very many years ago, when I was 18.
They'll show you how a bargain is still a bargain, even if
it's a bit of a pig.
-It is ghastly, isn't it?
-It needs a bit of work done to it.
And we'll see the lengths our dealers will go to to seal the deal.
Thanks, that's marvellous(!)
Today's car boot bonanza pitches that master of the barter,
devilish David Harper,
against our well-to-do wheeler dealer James "Bingo" Braxton,
to see who can make the biggest profit from buying and selling antiques.
The stakes in this competition couldn't be higher.
It's the veteran northern negotiator...
Give me a car boot any day of the week. I love them.
..versus the new boy, have a go hero, by Jove!
Why I've left car booties so long, I do not know!
Today they're going head-to-head at Ashley Heath car boot sale in Dorset.
Their mission is to hunt down the hidden gems amongst the hundreds
of stalls, that they can sell on for the biggest possible profit.
They've each got £250 of their own money to spend,
and all the profit they make goes to their chosen charities.
There can be only one winner.
It's time to put these mighty dealers to the test.
James, it's early, and we're in Ringwood in Dorset and the sun is shining on us.
Yeah, blessed is the booter!
It's shining on these good people, isn't it?
-Car boot, have you been to a car boot?
What about a plan of action, then, if you've never been to a place like this?
Why are you smiling so much, why aren't you worried?
I think there's just so much, isn't there?
-You just need a bit of cash to get by.
-You've got £250.
-And your plans?
I think for me, I mean, look around you, there is a sea of people
and car boots and stuff pouring out.
But you know, on occasions,
out of those car boots come real antiques and for me, that is the big thrill.
You can pull an antique or two out of a car book. Marvellous.
Well good luck. I think you've got a greater chance of pulling out a Cliff Richard vinyl.
-Ha! They are antique!
-They're an antique!
So it looks like the wily old champion of the North
and the brave new hope of the South are the best of chums.
But don't let looks deceive you. This is war!
Veteran bootie hunter David is searching through the aisles,
seeking out bona fide antique pieces, buried in the bric-a-brac.
The best plan of attack at a car boot fair is to do exactly what James
and I have done and get here when it's cold and early.
The sun is shining but it's still very chilly,
because come about lunch time, this thing will be over
and all the very best pieces are gone, so you've got to get up early.
Never mind any sleep-ins, and get trudging around.
But the devilish one's new boy nemesis is anything but daunted.
He's formulated a strategy
and he comes armed with an indomitable optimism.
I've got a plan here. These people behind me arrived first.
These people in front of me arrived last.
Let's go to the fresh pickings.
Hopefully they're still unloading their vans
and we'll be able to leap on those bargains.
Lead on, Bingo! This chirpy chappie's enthusiasm is infectious.
Car booting on such a fabulous day, I'm a happy bunny.
As the apprentice launches himself into the action,
the old master follows his finely-trained nose and it leads him
to exactly what he came for.
Look at that. That is a real antique.
Good pieces of quality timber. That will hang on a wall.
That started life at about 1900, part of a very grand, posh piano.
You can date that very accurately by the style of the brass.
Very Art Nouveau, Arts and Crafts.
This decoration is very Edwardian so it's circa 1900-1905.
Walnut, marquetry inlaid.
And you can tell the difference between marquetry inlay
and painted work by just running your nail over the decoration,
because marquetry is literally wood cut into wood, almost like a jigsaw.
-£25. Would £15 get it?
-£20 would buy it.
£20 for something that's 110 years old, hand-made,
and would probably cost £500 to make it?
-It would, yeah.
-Go on, I'll have to have it. £20.
-Marvellous, thank you very much.
The devilish one is the first to strike in today's competition.
Sticking to his game plan
and bagging an antique piano panel with candle holders for just £20.
But our David is not done with his treasure chest of a stall yet,
and the next thing to catch his eagle eye is a 1960s pond yacht.
What sort of money could that be for me?
-I'll give it to you for £50.
-Could you? Is that the absolute best?
-It is, yeah.
-Couldn't do £40?
-I couldn't, no. I paid that for it.
Would you meet me halfway and I'll have a go?
It'll be the first pond yacht I'll have ever bought in my life.
And I'll go and sail it. If it sinks I'll lose all my £45, it's gone down,
-it's literally at the bottom of a pond!
-It definitely won't sink.
-Do it at £45 and I'll take a chance.
-Go on, then.
-Good man, thank you very much.
This is the absolute truth, I have never in my life bought a pond yacht,
but I have always had an inkling for one, but whenever I've seen them,
they've always been so much money, so, in one stall,
I buy a proper piece of cabinet-made Edwardian furniture,
and then literally a few feet away,
a pond yacht made in probably the 1960s or '70s,
so that will be a lot of fun. I hope!
David is a dealer in his element today,
that double purchase is an almighty start to the game.
But it looks like Bingo's battle plan of bee-lining
to the fresh booty might be about to pay off.
I like this, it's got great turning, a lamp standard.
It's made of beech, you can see the flecking here.
We know it's not oak or mahogany or walnut.
Good weight, probably weighted.
So if you bump into it, it doesn't fall over, as demonstrated, OK?
You can bash it, whatever. Rather nice.
Obviously you need to add a little value here.
Needs re-wiring and it needs a nice shade.
I know just the fellow to do this. Anyway, the nasty business of price.
I'd walk away if it's £20 or £30, but if it's below that, I'm interested.
-How much have you got on this?
That's that, I'm interested, I'm interested in it, then.
But it's beech, let's see if we can do a bit of bargaining. Fiver?
-Split the difference. £7.50.
-£7.50? And a little bit for luck, £7?
-£7, he's still smiling! He's smiling. Thank you very much indeed.
Give me a shake on that, £7. That's really kind.
In his first deal of the day, Bingo proves his mettle.
That's £7 for a beech lamp standard, and it's chocks away for Mr B.
The devilish one has a comfortable lead on his opponent,
and he's determined to keep it that way!
-Has James Braxton been to see you?
-No, he hasn't, he was over there.
-I will, I'll send him in to you.
But if I send him in, will you charge him a bit more?
-Of course, for you I will.
-Would you mind?
-I'll double up.
-I shall double up.
-Perfect, it's a plan.
In fact, there you go, I'm going to change my plan.
My plan is to get stallholders to charge James Braxton much more money,
then I will have a better chance of winning.
No more Mr Nice Guy! It seems the devil in our David is on the rise.
But Bingo is far from floundering. He's found a pair of ashtrays.
I like these, they're nice, aren't they? Good weight.
-They are, Whitefriar.
-Whitefriar? Ahh! Very nice.
-And by Dickens, our boy seals the deal at £10.
Our warring warriors have bagged two items each,
but our car boot veteran shows no sign of easing the pace.
-He's spotted a collection of four milking stools.
-These are unusual.
-Are they fresh?
-I'm not sure if they're kosher or re-pros.
I've seen these coming in from, I think, Eastern Europe.
Copies of 18th century little milking stools or child stools.
-If they're a reproduction, they're very good.
-They're very, very good.
Even the nails themselves.
Hand-forged nails, or pretending to be at least.
-What sort of money are they?
-They're £15 each.
I'll do you a deal, £50 for the lot.
-I might have a go. Could I buy the lot, a tenner a piece?
-I'll have a go, thank you very much. Cheers, yeah.
And David bags his third purchase of the day,
four 18th-century-style milking stools for £40,
which means that, once again, James is playing catch-up,
but his tactic of sticking to the late arrivals
is unearthing some interesting pieces.
Tell me about this pot. It's rather nice.
-It's Colin Kellam.
-I think that's how you pronounce it.
He's quite well known for the cockerels
and the farmyard-type animals.
-But there's no room left in my kitchen.
-Are you overflowing?
-This is rather nice.
-A nice stoneware bowl.
-It has a good feel about it.
-How much have you got on this?
-I was looking for £6 for that one.
-£6. Also this caught my eye.
-I like the fellow there.
Oh, it's got quite a lot of damage at the back, isn't it?
I don't think it's damage,
it's whether it's a bookcase or a wall piece.
-It depends which way up you hold it.
-How do you think it works?
I've been having it like that with books in.
-That looks quite attractive on the end.
But looking at it, I know nothing,
but I'm figuring that if it sat that way,
that would be why there would be something on the top.
So you might have had a structure around here.
This is against the wall. It's nice, isn't it?
How much have you got on that?
-That was 14.
-Could you do the two for 15?
I could do the two for 16 and then we'd both be smiling.
16, course, come on.
By Jove, our new boy has charmed his way to a double whammy
for just £16 which puts our southern gent
on four purchases to David's three.
But no item of value, no matter how small,
escapes the laser-beam focus of our northern champ.
That brings back many happy memories.
My first proper watch when I was 18, my mum bought me a gold Rama.
Rama is a Swiss maker, a very small maker.
This one probably dates to the 1950s or 1960s.
Really good, high quality. I have still got mine.
It's dog chewed, it's cracked, it's got dents in it,
but occasionally I still wear it and it works just perfectly.
A very good thing.
It's funny how when you see something and it suddenly takes you back to,
not that very many years ago when I was 18, but still.
I know my poor mother had to save up a long time for it.
But anyway I have still got it.
My first proper watch when I was 18.
Aw, now that brings back happy memories.
Your parents obviously had more money than mine. Mine was a Timex.
Come on, David, before you get all misty-eyed,
let's see if you can bag the thing.
-What kind of money is that?
-I have got 85 on that.
-Would 50 quid buy it?
-I could come down to 75.
That really is...
I don't know whether I'm being led by my heart here
because it reminds me so much of my watch.
It is a nice try, David, but this vendor's not falling
for your heart-rending tales of timepieces gone by.
Do it for 70 and I'll have it.
Good man. Thank you very much indeed.
Led by my heart more than anything else,
but I don't think it matters.
As long as I can turn it over and make a small profit.
You get to own something of fantastic quality for a very short time
and that's part of the thrill.
Not quite the bargain he was hoping for,
but David has sealed the deal
and our brave boys are level pegging with four items each.
It's anyone's game and jolly hockey sticks,
our Bingo's back at his favourite stall.
When I was here before, this did catch my eye.
I've been looking elsewhere, but I've been drawn back by the stick.
Tell me about it. It's a nice item. It's old.
It is old. I don't know how old,
but it certainly isn't the sort I used to play with.
I think this is something my mother might have played with.
This is sort of '40s, '50s. How did you come by it?
-I must admit, I found it on the tip.
-Which requires no money.
It does require money. But of small worth.
-How much do you want for it?
-I thought because it is so good
and you look like a hockey player, £8.
£8?! I thought you were going to say 80p! What about £4?
-What about six?
-£6, £5, come on.
-£5.50, that's a deal.
Yes, well done, Bingo, that's a goal.
With James on five items and David on four,
this clash of the titans is still too close to call.
-I knew it, you've saved me a seat, James.
-Come and sit down.
Isn't this just marvellous?
-How is your first car boot going?
Rushing around, buying stuff, sitting down having an ice-cream.
-Is it filling a void, James?
-I think it is.
There has been a gap in my life and now I have found it.
I feel complete, David.
I think this is one of the best car boots,
for your first car boot, you've been very lucky.
-Am I spoilt?
-You're totally spoilt. I've been to some horrors.
This is an absolute stonker. How are you getting on spending?
Yeah, I'm doing well, I'm buying masses, but I've spent about £50.
You're kidding? I've spent loads of money.
Every time I say I'd like that, I go to reach for a 20 quid
and they say, "That will be four."
-How disappointing is that?
-They have got no idea, have they?
I bought something today that I have never in my life bought.
-And I think it's amazing that I bought it at a car boot fair.
-I'm not going to tell you.
-Cliff Richard record?
I might have bought it for you. What about you?
-Have you bought anything exciting?
-One item is exciting
-which I think I'll send to auction.
Are you going to save it till the end of the day to reveal to me?
-I think we've got five minutes,
shall we just enjoy it and then get back into the melee?
Yeah, that would be lovely. Good idea.
And as our brave boys snatch five minutes' respite
from the cut and thrust of buying,
let's take a look and see how they are tallying up.
They both started the day with £250 of their own money.
David has made four big purchases and spent a total of £175
leaving him with just £75 to spend.
James is ahead on purchases, he's bagged five items,
but has only spent £38.50
leaving him a whopping £211.50 in his kitty.
Our trading titans hurl themselves back
into this cut-throat car boot corker.
And they are champing at the bit to get stuck in.
James is just so fallen into this car boot thing like that.
I really thought he was going to be a fish out of water,
struggling, but he's having a great time.
This is a marvellous place. Really enjoying this morning.
Back out into the fair and get some more spending done.
Why I have left car booties so long, I do not know.
Hmmm, Bingo is hooked.
Booting is in his blood and he's not about to let up.
He's making a beeline for the swine.
It is ghastly, isn't it?
It needs a bit of work done to it.
-Do you want an offer from me? £1.
-How does that sound?
-Put an 0 behind it.
-Put an 0 behind the pound?!
-And that is a bargain for you.
That's not a bargain for me, chief. It's quite fun, though.
Can you help me out? Nine?
-Nine is the offer.
-Yeah, come on then. OK.
Well done. Thank you. It's a great sale.
If you could deliver it...
Deliver it?! That would be an extra fiver!
Yes, that is £9 paid for Percy,
but has our Bingo made a pig of a buy?
I don't know why I've bought this, it's pretty ghastly, isn't it?
It's concrete, reconstituted concrete, so shoved in a mould.
We have this tacky gamekeeper going on here.
But he's a rather fun, humorous pig.
I've got a buyer for this back in East Sussex, I hope.
At £9, it's still pretty ghastly, but in a funny way I like it.
Good for you, Bingo.
Let's hope someone else does and you could be bringing home the bacon.
David has picked up a lady. And he spent just £1 on her.
If you could imagine her on a side table,
on a picture stand underneath a lamp in the right place
she could look like a 19th-century work of art
worth hundreds or thousands of pounds.
But instead she costs a quid.
And David's quest for the unusually decorative doesn't end there.
This is unusual stock for car boot, isn't it?
The African tribal pieces are interesting.
I quite like that stool.
They say it's Congolese. Is it from the Congo, do you know?
Yes, so I'm told.
I have had African art before,
but the thing is with this stuff, it's very difficult
to put an accurate date on it because it can be cheap and nasty,
as a tourist piece.
Or if it was 19th century by a known tribe,
and a known character, and you can paint a picture
and tell a story, these things can be worth hundreds of pounds.
But I don't know.
Well, David, if you don't know,
you will have to take a deep breath and jump.
What would the very best...
It's the end of the day, you want to go home?
-Go on then, lovely.
Thank you very much for being an absolute delight.
So, I don't know what it is really.
It's obviously African,
whether it's Congolese, I have no idea.
Maybe a little bit of research,
but it doesn't really matter whether he's ten years old or 50 years old,
he's within that bracket.
I think I'll get my super-duper wax on that,
spent 10 or 15 minutes buffing him up and he'll look cracking.
I think for 20 quid, it's a car boot bargain.
David bags himself an African stool for just £20.
Our boys are neck-and-neck on six purchases each.
But the devilish one is way ahead on spending.
Bingo has still got just over £200 in his pocket,
and very little time left before the final whistle.
So, go Bingo!
I like this. Good sound fellow. Nice and weighty.
A three-tier occasional table. Got a bit of age, sort of '20s, '30s.
Has done some good service.
-Now how much have you got on that?
-Not a lot of money, is it?
-Nice turning, isn't it?
-Very nice turning.
-It wants a good polish up.
OK, I'll take it for a fiver. There you are.
You can have a nice new one as well!
-Good, thanks a lot.
£5 isn't the biggest spend, but Bingo has notched up another addition to his arsenal,
and swiftly follows it up with a lampshade.
The lucky fellow even gets another lamp stand thrown in for free.
He's gone lamp crazy. Our brave boys are booted out.
So it's time to find out who has spent what.
Devilish and Bingo started with £250 of their own money to spend.
David made six purchases but spent £196.
James bought eight items, but he did it for a tiny spend of just £54.
We'll see who's played the blinder when our boys start selling.
But now it's time for our duelling dealers to sneak a peek at each other's booty.
I didn't expect really to end up in a car boot,
actually physically in a car boot, James.
-Welcome to my boot!
-To your world - your new world of car booting!
Looking at your items, I'm beginning to see experience at car boots.
I think you're just being very modest and very kind. Looking at your items, I have got to say,
I mean, the pig is absolutely, fantastically, positively revolting!
-It really is ghastly, isn't it?
-I think it is great!
-Yes, it is!
Hopefully my buyer will love it. Your pond yacht is a winner. That is glorious.
You know, James I've never bought a pond yacht. That's the item I've never bought.
-How much did you pay for that?
-What do you think?
-50 to 100?
That's a good buy. Well done. Well done, well done, very good.
-What's your favourite item?
-I think that's amazing for a fiver.
-The three-tier of occasional table. I'll lose the casters, they add nothing to it.
Well, it's been a fabulous day, James. Thanks, great fun.
-Good luck, David, on the selling.
-You too. Best of luck.
Come on, this is an epic battle, not a mutual-appreciation fest.
They're charming chaps, these two, without a doubt,
but the time for pleasantries is over.
Now our proud profit pursuers will face an even tougher challenge.
They've got to sell, sell, sell,
with the aim of making as much profit as they possibly can,
because only one man can reign victorious.
Our Vikings of the vintage return home to plot out their selling strategies.
To the south, East Sussex, the stomping ground of Bingo Braxton.
And to the north, Teesdale, the realm of the devilish one.
The Indian carved figure at £1 was THE steal of the day.
And for me, the best bargain of the day.
I will make good money on that one. Just you watch me.
As well as his Indian carved figure, David will also have to sell
his marquetry panel with candleholders, an African stool,
four 18th-century milking stools,
a '50s gold watch and a pond yacht.
And what does the irrepressible James think of all his bounty?
The concrete pig is quite comical. It's a rather fun little item.
It wasn't a lot of money. I've got some neighbours who rear pigs. They'll love it.
He also needs to sell his two ashtrays,
a beech lamp standard, a lampshade with a free stand,
an Edwardian book bracket,
this stoneware cockerel bowl,
a hockey stick and a three-tier table.
Our canny competitors will be pulling out all the stops to find buyers for their items.
But until they've shaken on it and the money has changed hands,
no deal is truly sealed.
So, it's three, two, one and Bingo blast-off!
Like a rocket, he burns his way across East Sussex on the hunt for his first potential sale.
I'm off to see a friend, Joe Hall. He's an interior designer.
I've sent him a photo of my oak table.
He rather likes it, and I rather hope to make a profit from it.
And we rather hope you do too, Bingo.
Joe, I've brought you this lovely little table. Shall I...
Here is the fella. What do you think, Joe?
-Quite like it.
As you know, oak, you have a couple of oak things round about you.
-But what I liked about it was the fact it was three tiers.
And it had this open side,
so you could put it next door to a sofa or whatever,
and then you have these rather nice galleries retaining.
I like these little trolleys, though, I think they're very useful.
How much would you give me for this?
£15! Dear, oh, dear.
What, and sell it for 100?
I was thinking somewhere in the region of 30 to 50, Joe.
OK, 30 or 50. I think I prefer the 30 to the 50.
-I can sell you it at 30, Joe.
-Yep, go on.
-Got ourselves a deal.
Three tiers for Bingo!
It may look a laugh a minute for beaming Bingo
but he's sold his triple tiered table for a £25 profit
and he powers into the lead.
But Devilish David's never been one for hanging about.
He's heading for Darlington, with the African stool he bought for £20,
to pay a visit to a friend who deals in African artefacts.
-Good to see you.
-Likewise, and welcome.
-Are you well?
What on earth have you got?
What do you think about that handsome chap?
-He's very handsome.
Lot of character. Looking at that, I see a lot of character.
He signifies something to some tribe somewhere.
I'm hoping you're going to enlighten me.
Where it's from exactly, I have no idea,
but it's going to be very interesting finding out.
The size of his hands signifies something,
the thinness of his body and the long legs and the long limbs
and that face all mean something.
He looks quite subservient. You're serving on him as you sit on him.
-So I wouldn't say he's a deity.
-No. Not like a god, then.
I think he'd be for nothing at 50 quid.
-I think 50 quid would be stretching it.
I think I'd offer you £40 for it.
But I don't want him to be offended,
because who knows what kind of a figure he is?
But I reckon you paid between £18 and £22 for that
so I think £40 is spot on the money
for both of us to make a handsome profit.
-Scarily, you're bang on. I paid £20 for it.
-So you're bang in the middle.
-Between 18 and 22 is 20, isn't it?
-I'll take your money. Double bubble.
-A pleasure, David.
Our whirling dervish of a dealmaker makes a tidy little profit of £20.
Another sale in the bag!
Oh, just look at that devilish delight.
But it's going to be much harder beating Bingo than that bongo.
David takes another great leap forward
when he sells his watch and makes a profit of £50.
He's a moneymaking machine!
Bingo urgently needs to get back into the race.
He's going to see his old friend Andrew, who owns a lighting factory,
for some help getting his beech lamp standard
into peak selling and safety condition.
Andrew, here is the lamp standard I spoke of.
-And here is the rather ghastly shade.
-You're not joking.
What, it wouldn't past many tests then?
It would not pass many tests.
I want to sort of transform this item.
I want to sort of recycle it for a more contemporary buyer.
Now, what would you suggest?
Well, fine lines, fine edges,
and colours as well, you can use colours with it.
Something like, perhaps, something like that.
It's probably got one or two little marks in it, but it's...
You're taking me well out of my comfort zone, there, Andrew.
It's something I wouldn't have normally chosen.
-You always said I was an old fogey.
-I've got a coat for you too.
This is finest yurt!
-This, certainly, is bringing me into the future.
-It is, very much.
How much is it going to cost me?
It's slightly second, it's been used, it's not what you actually wanted,
so this would now sell through a retail shop
for about, say, 30 quid.
30 would be fabulous, and it transforms the whole thing.
I think you've got real added value there.
Right, well, I'm counting now. Five minutes.
Bingo spends an extra £30 from his kitty
on getting his lamp up to standard.
But he's quick to start making money back.
He nets a £30 profit from his ashtrays
and then wallops one into the back of the net
by selling his hockey stick for £30,
making nearly £25 profit.
Bingo's really taking the game to his nemesis.
But devilish David, King of Barnard Castle
(in his dreams, anyway), isn't about to surrender.
He's got a hunch his friend Astley
might be interested in his marquetry panel.
-So, you are into recycling.
-In a big way.
-This has been recycled once already.
-Now, I'm thinking for you
and your coat requirements, your hats and scarves,
could you do something with that?
Absolutely. Look, it's wonderful.
What I would like to do, if I could get some other walnut,
is put a small shelf along here as well, just sticking out so much,
to put gloves or whatever when people come in.
-Good idea, yeah.
And, Astley, as you know, antiques are not expensive.
This panel, if you got someone to make that for you,
it would cost you hundreds and hundreds of pounds.
If you could find anybody good enough...
To do that craftsmanship. No, you couldn't. Not nowadays.
I don't know where you'd go with that. Absolutely not.
I could start somewhere about £30 for that. You're not far wrong.
-Really? You're not far wrong. I was going to ask for 45 quid.
What do you mean, "Oh, wow"?
£45 for something made 100 years ago, fantastic quality?
-OK, make it 40, perhaps.
-Will you have it?
-I'll have it for 40.
-Invite me round for tea when you've got your hats.
Oh, Sir Sell-a-Lot does it again.
He pillages £20 from the treasure chest of profit.
Has that put the devilish one back in the driving seat?
Well, so far, Devilish David has sold three of his six items
and has a profit of £90.
But Bingo is hot on his heels.
He's also sold three items
and has amassed a profit of nearly £80 along the way.
It just couldn't be closer
and brave Sir Bingo of Sussex
is ready to launch his next almighty counter-strike in the battle
for the Put Your Money crown.
He's taking his concrete porker down the road to his neighbour Jo,
who, let's just say, has a bit of a thing for the piggies.
-You look excited.
-Yes, I am.
-And you've got a little collection here, haven't you?
-I have, yes.
Here we are.
Well, he's a very fine pig, James.
He's got wellies on,
-I like that, floppy ears.
-He's rather fun, isn't he?
Now, how does it compare to others?
Well, it's rather nice.
How much are you willing to give me for this?
How much are you asking, James?
Um, I'm asking, of course,
a lot of money for this rare and important piece.
-Our little piggy,
I was hoping between sort of £30 and £50 for him.
-Were you really?
How do you rate him?
I rate him about £15.
Now, could you double it, Jo? How about 30?
30, I'll have him.
-And he can go with my collection.
Kerching! Bingo makes £21 profit from his statue,
and it's all going into his piggy bank.
-Oh, that's very kind of you, Jo.
-That's all right.
Thank you for my pig.
Funnily enough, while I'm here, I've got something else in the car.
-Can I...? You stay there, and I'll quickly run along.
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I say! What's he up to?
You like to do a little light painting in the evening, don't you?
Yes, I do, James.
Now, what do you think of this very fine fellow?
It's a pretty grotty old fellow
but it needs your magic touch, doesn't it? Your painterly skills.
-I suppose I could do a paint job on it.
-You could do a paint job.
-That's what I thought.
How about a tenner for the two, Jo? Come on!
-£7.50 for the two?
Because I've got to paint the shade, James.
-You'll paint the shade as well?
So, how will it look in the end?
-OK, tenner, then.
Oh, thank you!
Oh, he's delighted with that one.
Bingo will try every trick in the book to make a sale,
and he certainly has fun doing it.
He takes home £8.50 profit from the lampshade and free stand.
He's really going for now.
He takes his stoneware cockerel bowl to his friend Sarah.
It's fully decorated. Would you be happy giving me £20 for that?
I'd be very happy to give you 20 for that.
And makes a healthy £14 profit from the sale.
Bingo the Bargaining Behemoth blasts on.
His book bracket's been to Benedict for restoration
and now Mr Braxton brings it to buddy Bill Bruce near Brighton,
and he bargains brilliantly!
Could you go the extra measure? Do you think it will lift them?
It's good, James, actually. I can really imagine somebody buying that.
-That sounds like a deal. 45?
-Yes. Fabulous. Thank you. Done.
The clock man takes the bracket for £45,
which gives our James £20 profit after restoration fees.
Once again, the game has turned. Bingo's taking the advantage.
The devilish one needs to make a sale.
Otherwise, he could be cut adrift.
So, he takes his pond yacht down to the banks of the River Tees
to meet an old antique dealer friend.
Mel, come on, talk to me about this pond yacht.
-It's a boy's toy. I know you love toys.
-I like this sort of thing, yes.
It's probably quite a good quality thing.
-Could it be for you?
-Depends on the price.
OK, if I said to you it's under 100, would that make you really pleased?
-Yeah, I would expect it to be...
-How far under 100?
-Around about 75 quid.
Would you go 85 quid, if it actually is seaworthy?
Prove to me it'll sail, I'll meet you halfway. 80 quid.
-OK, let's shake on that.
-If it doesn't sink, you give me 80 quid.
-Ohh, David's got his legs out!
So, let's get this straight. If it sails, it's a sale!
Thanks, Mel, it's marvellous(!)
Wahay! Oh! My legs are...
What do you reckon, Mel? Is it floating?
-It's definitely floating, yes.
-Do we need any more?
-Can I come out?
-You can come out, now.
The ship sails, and David docks a decent profit of £35.
How much did you pay for it? 80? Should have been 800!
Cheap at half the price!
Well, I'm even more freezing cold than I was a few minutes ago.
My trousers feel very heavy indeed, but you know what?
That was fantastic. I feel invigorated,
I made some profit and I feel alive!
Marvellous! Love it!
Good for you, David.
Enthusiasm like that will put you on top of the world!
The devilish one goes on to sell his 18th-century style stools
for £100, which gives him a stratospheric profit of £60
and blasts him way into the lead.
All Bingo's hopes now rest on his beech lamp standard that he's had had fully restored and tested.
He needs to get a good price for it, if he's to take today's crown.
So he's off to London to see James, an old school chum.
I'm here to see a great friend of mine,
who runs this shoe business. Currently, he lives upstairs,
but he's about to move and I know he wants another lamp standard.
Let's see if I can make a profit.
I know that your poor wife, Ute,
has never had her own lamp standard, has she?
No, and I thought it would be quite a nice treat to...
-It would be very good, with her very fine needlework...
The interior of the shade is green, so it's a very nice light.
-You remember those peaked caps we wore at school?
-They had green underneath, to stop us fainting.
I also thought, you know,
beech is a wood very much in the shoemaker's lexicon, isn't?
Absolutely. Lathes are made of it.
I believe the bark is used traditionally in tanning.
What do you think would be a fair price? If you had to go
to your local retailer here,
how much do you think he'd sting you for?
-I was thinking, maybe 60 to 70?
Straight...I think they used to call those low blows!
I need to get my waistband up a bit!
just isn't going to be enough to swing today's competition.
James will need to do a lot better than that.
We'll see how he gets on...later.
David, too, has one last item to sell,
his carved Indian goddess head.
His friend, Claire, is looking for props for her styling business
and David thinks this could really appeal.
Claire, what do you think about that?
-Where d'you think it's from?
-Is it telling you anything?
-Do you know what I'd do first?
I don't actually analyse it like that.
It's like, an instinctive thing - do you like it?
What's the appeal? And all the rest of it.
For me, that's a really on-the-nail prop
for next season's collections. We're talking winter, not quite summer,
but the next winters that are coming on, you know,
there's a look, in festivals and celebrations.
-Ah, there you go.
-This has got a key place for that.
That could be, even, THE prop I've been looking for.
Claire, this is all absolute music to my ears,
so let me just ask you some very basic questions.
-First of all, do you like this?
-No, not particularly.
-Right. Could you use it?
Ah, that's better!
Would you like to buy it?
-Price, I think I would put it down to, but yes.
-Is that all?
-Absolutely brilliant. There's no deal on that. That's good!
-I'm really chuffed. Actually, are you sure that's 20?
-Yeah, done deal.
-Always lovely to see you. You're gorgeous!
-Good to see you.
-Thank you very much.
£19 profit for the maestro at selling,
but will it be enough to take the crown? It's time to find out.
Our trusty troupers have fiercely fought their way
through this tough task.
They both started with £250 of their own money.
Devilish David Harper spent £196 on six purchases.
James Bingo Braxton bought eight items, but spent
just £99 including restoration.
Now, it's all about the profit.
All the money that David and James have made
from today's challenge will be going to a charity of their choice.
So, without further ado,
let's find out who is today's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.
James, you've got a spring in your step, you have! How are you?
-Very well, David, how are you?
-You're feeling confident, I know you are!
-I've done all right, I think.
That dreadful pig of yours, I don't know why...
-Take those words back, young man!
-I can't stop thinking about it!
I sold them to very nice friends, near neighbours,
they're pig farmers and they're going to paint it
and give it a little sign, and welcome customers!
Whether it'll work for them, I don't know.
-It may force customers away in droves!
-But you found him a home! Well done to you!
-How are you feeling?
-Genuinely, yeah, horribly nervous.
-I think I'm over-egging mine!
-D'you think so? Shall we do it?
-Three, two, one...
-Whoa! I've just pipped you!
-Just pipped me!
Very good going. I think it's lunch on me, then? Maybe a cup of tea?
-You owe me a cup of tea for that. Lead on!
-Well done. Good show!
It was a close one, but the crown goes to Devilish David.
Bingo Braxton needed a great price for his beech lamp standard,
so how did he get on?
How about around 100?
I mean, 80 sounds better to me, to be honest with you, chief.
-80, 80, 80 sounds very fair.
-All right, then.
After restoration costs, Bingo was left with a profit of £43,
not quite enough, this time round, old boy.
I managed to buy some lovely little items, steady, steady,
steady profit, but they just weren't enough.
David pipped me.
I just pipped James at the post and I had a fabulous time doing it,
in the Tees, freezing myself half to death, but one of those moments
where you don't like doing it at the time, but on reflection,
actually, it was fabulous!
David can't celebrate for long, because tomorrow our duelling dealers
will cross swords at an auction in Gloucestershire.
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