Catherine v Jonty - Antiques Fair Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

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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.

I'm a double your money girl.

And gives you the insider's view of the trade.

You've got to be in it to win it.

Each week, one pair of duelling dealers

will face a different daily challenge.

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-We've got some work to do. Let's go.

Putting their own money

and their hard-earned reputations on the line,

as they see who can make the most money from buying and selling.

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-LAUGHS EVILLY

Today's battle pitches the First Lady Of The Barter,

Catherine Southon, against antiques super-smoothie Jonty Hearnden

in some of the worst weather in the Put Your Money history.

Coming up handsome Mr Hearnden gets a hefty knock-back.

You know you love me.

-No, I don't.

-You don't love me?

Courageous Catherine faces up to this formidable fellow.

Can we please do 25?

We can do 28, and that's the best it can be.

And that's only cos you've got all your own teeth.

And Jonty throws down some shapes on a bowling green.

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

Batten down the hatches, people. There is a storm coming in.

The heavens have opened.

The Earth will tremble as fiendish furniture fancier

Jonty "the Hitman" Hearnden takes on Queen of Cunning,

Catherine Southon, in an elemental battle of wits and skill.

Hard-nosed dealers, we're out here for the bargains.

Today, these brave warriors must endure

the worst weather conditions nature can hurl at them.

An extra endurance test in an already crippling contest.

They're at the Swinderby antiques fair in Lincolnshire,

where there's 600 stalls to rifle for rarities.

25 and then I'll run away and you'll never see me again.

And they must be canny with their cash.

They've each got £750 to spend

and all the profit goes to their chosen charities.

Jonty Hearnden, Catherine Southon,

it's time to put your money where your mouth is.

Have you been here before?

No, never been here before.

But I think there's bargains to be had. I can feel it in my bones.

You reckon? Well, it's a pretty dank, cold day.

You've got that worrying glint in your eye, Jonty.

-You going to have a good day?

-I'm going to have a great day.

-I've got a list in my pocket of all that I need to buy.

-Really?

-You should be slightly worried.

-What sort of thing are you going to buy, then?

I shall surprise you with some very good antiques.

My surprise is I have no idea what I'm going to buy, at all.

-Have a great day.

-And you. Good luck.

And so, battle begins.

But with freezing temperatures and constant drizzle,

our daring dealers are soon drenched and freezing.

# You're as cold as ice... #

But, that won't hold back the Hitman.

In fact, our veteran brawler reckons it goes in his favour.

The weather conditions out here are really awful.

I just wonder how Catherine's getting along,

because she's an auctioneer.

And auctioneering is an indoor business.

But, us hard-nosed dealers, we're out here for the bargains.

Well, don't go doubting the Queen of Cunning, Jonty,

because she's already got one over on you.

Of course, I told Jonty that I had a list in my pocket

full of the items I was going to buy for people today.

I told a little porky.

I haven't actually got a clue what I'm going to buy today.

So it will be a complete challenge.

That's the spirit, Catherine!

Now, the weather's getting worse by the second.

And it's Jonty who's first into the fray,

straight in there with a classic Hitman haggle.

And the garden set? 130?

Will you do a ton?

-110.

-Because it's the wrong time of year to sell this sort of thing.

Not to me, it's not, Jonty, I sell it all year.

Give me a ton and I'll buy it from you.

Oh, come on then.

-Is that all right?

-Fine.

-Thank you, my darling.

So, these are essentially 19th century in style,

because originally they'd have been cast iron, wouldn't they?

Yes, but if I was to try and lift one in cast iron, I'd struggle.

-I've got some money here for you.

-Thank you very much.

I'll pick these up later, so thank you very much indeed. Brilliant.

Now, it's a cold, dank, winter's day.

The last thing I really wanted to buy was an outdoor garden table

and a set of four chairs, but, I simply bought it because,

at £100, it's worth every single penny of £100.

And I know I'll be able to turn that into a profit.

Jonty takes his first step on the ladder of lucre,

but Catherine can't even get a leg up.

I saw a ship's copper lantern earlier on and I thought, no,

I'll give it a little thought.

So I went away. I've now come back to buy it, and it's gone.

So, my tip is, strike while the iron's hot.

If you see it and you like it, buy it.

Well, that's a disappointment, but it's early days,

and while Catherine's down, she's far from out.

Stung by her error, she redoubles her focus

and soon spots a tool to add to her bargain belt.

Can I just ask you the price of your plane?

I know what's on it, but what could you do on that?

The best I could do on that would be 25.

But I would be looking more in the region of about 10, 15.

I could do 15 on it, but it is a particularly nice example.

It's very nicely prepared.

I love the way that you're dusting that there.

Trying to get the rain off it!

You can see where the carpenter's used it. It's a nicely used thing.

-It is nice. What's the maker's name on it?

-Marple and Sons.

It has got a bit of a split there.

That's original patina, over the years.

I wouldn't want to pay any more than 10, to be honest.

If we could do a deal now on 10...

I'm going to be brave and I'm going to go for 10 on that.

And, after some bold bartering,

the plane ensures a smooth take-off for our antiques angel.

I think that this should make about £30-£40 profit on it.

It is a nice little piece in good, honest condition.

Hmmm! That cheeky wink says it all!

But even Catherine can't keep this good man down.

Jonty the juggernaut keeps on rolling.

Do you think they're old?

Yeah, they're old. That's the original box.

-That's the original box, is it? Yes. So, what's the best on this?

-25.

-25.

-I'll give you 20. I'll buy them for 20, now.

-Yeah, go on, then, go on.

Yeah? You happy? Thank you very much indeed.

So, it's a fiver each. And the box is free?

You got a bargain.

JONTY LAUGHS

Jonty Hearnden a one-man haggling hit squad.

Is this a man or a machine?

A smooth, calm exterior,

but calculating and relentless on the inside.

And he's thirsty for fuel. Anything that would pick up a profit.

There's always a market for old-fashioned skiing equipment.

So, if you're a travel agent, what do you want hanging on your wall?

Not a brand-new pair of skis,

but an old-fashioned wooden pair of skis.

Those skis we were just looking at there fall between two stools,

not quite right.

But, if I found a wooden pair, they would do for me.

As the Hitman gets his skates on,

cunning Catherine moves in on a stall where she spots an inkwell.

It is a nice shape, isn't it? It's got a nice cut at the bottom.

It's 1913, is it? 1912?

I like it because it's not too bulky and it's quite elegant

but I still don't like the price.

The trader has already dropped to the lowest price

she will accept, £28, and she means what she says.

So, how many times will cunning Catherine push her luck?

I'd really like it for £20.

28, that's it.

-Can we just split it in the middle?

-I already did a little bit.

25 and that's it.

Sorry, no, 28.

I'd be very happy at 25.

SHE MOUTHS

Oh, go on.

I promise, 25, and then I'll run away and you'll never see me again.

-Seven, lucky for some.

-No, really, I really can't.

25, my final offer, and then I'll walk away.

No, no, no.

Please don't say no to me! I'll smile, sweetly.

Honestly, 28, that's it.

Oh go on, please, 25?

Oop! Into double figures.

-Oh, come on, 25. What's three pounds between friends?

-Exactly!

And I'll buy you a cup of tea.

Go on, then. £28.

After 13 unlucky attempts, Catherine

accepts she's met her match,

but she knows she's on to a good thing.

This is a very charming little inkwell.

Solid silver cap there.

I love this paperweight-type base to this,

nice glass with a lovely cut underneath,

and I can see that there's a nice, chunky profit in this.

And that's what this game is all about cold, hard profit.

Catherine knows what she's doing but the Hitman's no fool, either,

He's spotted some very special spoons.

What's the best on those?

Er, 45 is the best.

I'll do 40 on those, but not 45. Are you happy about those? 40 on those?

No messing about. The Hitman's in the house.

But cunning Catherine won't be put off.

She's found a giant bottle of brandy.

How much can you do on that?

I'm asking 45. I could maybe go to 35.

Oh, no!

My final, final offer would be £28.

-28?

-The lady asks her husband.

Time for to Catherine to unleash The Schmooze.

The Schmooze? Schmoozing! I like that.

How long do you want to schmooze for?

As long as it takes to go down and down and down and down.

Go on, take your £28.

Hang on, she's at it again.

-28.

-We were schmoozing, a minute ago.

-I know.

And you said we could schmooze for as long as we wanted.

Yeah, but the price goes up, if you schmooze too long.

Can we do 25?

We can do 28, and that's the best it can be.

And that's only because you've got all your own teeth.

I have, as well!

I haven't!

-Honestly, £28. That's the best it can be.

-Go on, then.

-Go on, then.

-25?

-28.

-28.

Shameless, Miss Southon, shameless!

We're almost at the halfway point in our elemental challenge,

but which of our wet warhorses

is getting bogged down by the bad weather?

-You're looking a little cold.

-I'm blue.

I'm blue, right down to my toes. Absolutely frozen.

It's a wee bit chilly. How you doing?

All right. Not too bad.

I've got a couple of items under my belt that I'm quite happy with, ish,

not giving too much away. What about you?

I haven't bought enough stuff. I'm not a happy bunny, yet.

Excellent!

We've got a lot more work to do.

Everyone's packing up, which is slightly disconcerting.

The weather is so inclement that's exactly what people are going to do.

I think they're just going to go home early,

which means I have some more work to do.

Don't work too hard, now, Jonty, will you?

Another wink. Brazen!

As our two maestros of the market continue their trawl,

let's see how their items are stacking up.

They both hit the stalls with £750 of their own money to spend.

After an early blow, cunning Catherine has made

three purchases for £66, meaning she still has a whopping £684 left.

Jonty the Hitman is pacing himself.

He's also bought three items, but spent £160.

His kitty still has £590 remaining.

Our daring duo still have plenty of cash to spend, as they slosh

their way through these terrible weather conditions,

in dogged pursuit of the purchases

that will give them one up on their opponent.

Cunning Catherine is steering her way through the rain

towards a pair of ships' wheels.

Somebody I know has got a bar

and he wants to do it all up with a nautical theme.

Now, these caught my eye. I wouldn't say they've got great age to them.

They're certainly not late 19th-century.

They're just more for fun, for decoration.

Nice, brass central hub to them.

I'm going to see how much they are.

And our soggy street-fighter steps into the ring.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a bruising bout of haggling.

In the wet, grey coat and pashmina, our challenger,

Cunning Catherine Southon.

And, in the warm, dry sheepskin, the defender.

It's Hardened Hat Man. Get ready for a rumble.

But who will be worn down first?

BOXING BELL SOUNDS

£10?

-They're getting wet. You don't want them to get wetter.

-£20.

Come on, £10.

There's some early dancing around.

There's nothing to them!

Oh, a low blow!

Come on, £10.

He's got her there.

Can't do it for 10, honestly.

They're only a bit of decoration, aren't they?

I've got to feed the kids.

Hat Man jabs with a sob story.

Split the difference. £12. And we're done.

We started at 25. Come on!

Our hardened fighter's pleading.

Look at me, dripping wet here!

And the weather proves to be Catherine's knockout blow.

£15, and I'll give you a pound back for luck.

-You will give me a what?

-£1 back for luck.

Pound back for luck, so £14?

-All right!

-You drive a hard bargain.

BELL RINGS

Our challenger took some mighty punches

but, at £14, she's got her opponent on the ropes.

Let's hope that pound is lucky.

Now, elsewhere, the Hitman's dancing around the canvas

like an antiques Muhammad Ali.

And he's just found a pair of wait for it wooden skis.

Tell me about these.

These, um, are German. Probably '60s.

So, the bindings here are the giveaway for age, essentially.

They're decorative. I've always got customers

that are looking for something a wee bit different.

You're going to have to tempt me with a really good price.

-A really, really good price would be £25.

-25 quid.

Hmm. That's not a really, really good price, is it?

It depends, whether it's to you or me!

I'm a little bit concerned about the damage, I have to say.

But 25 quid is not what I was looking for.

I would take them at 15 quid.

For 15? That's a little bit low for me. How about 20?

17.50, I'll take them.

I don't do 50 pences. Make it 18.

I'll take them off you for £18.

Yes, a tough haggle

but our relentless racer negotiates the slalom well

and Miss Southon follows in his tracks.

Sticking with her nautical theme

she's snapped up an array of maritime antiques.

The thing that really caught my eye was this half block model

which I actually think is quite nice.

It's made from pine.

It's built up in what we call a bread and butter style,

so we've got three different strips of pine on top of one another.

These little details, these little scrolls have been repainted

and touched up, but I'm not too bothered about that.

These little beauties, throwing lines, they speak for themselves,

and I think they work quite well with the nautical idea.

Little miniature bulkhead clock, a pair of row locks,

brass lamp, couple of other bits and pieces here,

I paid £240 for these.

I just really hope that the person that I've got in mind for these

will buy them, because otherwise I am in serious, serious trouble.

An expensive purchase and potentially a massive risk.

But, to counter that with a safer bet, our lady must work fast,

as more traders are packing up early to escape the rain.

This is now really, really worrying.

There's nothing left!

So many of the stalls have just packed up and gone.

In fact, it's not worrying. It's desperate.

MUSIC: "Holding Out For A Hero" by Bonnie Tyler.

And as the traders take flight, it's clear that there's only

two hotshots who can hack this weather, our Put Your Money dealers.

# I need a hero!

# I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night

# He's got to be strong and he's got to be fast

# and he's got to be fresh from the fight... #

As the rain pelts down, our hardened hitman strikes again.

He buys a 1930s Shelley jug for just £5.

Cunning Catherine continues the hunt

for anything that will give her bang for her buck.

But once again, Jonty's locked on target.

Under the shelter of a windswept gazebo,

he comes across an electro-plated silver tea set.

I'm a desperate man.

There's nobody left!

I'm the only one!

-Absolutely. I've got money burning a hole in my pocket.

-£90.

I'd like to do it for 85.

Come on, Jonty! Where's that famous charm?

-You know you love me.

-Well, no, I don't.

You don't love me?

Well, maybe not.

You don't come and see me often enough any more.

He wants to take 85 for it.

OK, that's it, that'll do.

Yeah? 85 for the set.

The Hitman was trying to charm the wrong person

but he gets what he wants in the end.

The style is 18th-century.

I suppose, really, early 19th century.

And the styles never really went out of vogue.

But these coffee pots and teapots, and the set, well,

what age are they? No more than 1930s.

Well, if anyone can turn silver plate into gold, it's our Jonty.

Time's almost up now, but can the Hitman pinpoint one last find?

I've looked in the last two remaining stalls and,

as you can see, there's a vast space where everyone's literally left.

There are no more bargains to be had,

and anyone that's still remaining here is packing their goods away.

So, for me, it's time to raise my white flag for the day.

Hmmm. Jonty goes off in search of a towel and a hot toddy.

But our cunning Cat is still combing one of those last remaining stalls.

What do you think they are? Probably little ink bottles.

It's more for scent, isn't it? Might be scent, actually.

Definitely late 19th-century, with the sort of purple bottle.

I quite like those. That's too much at 80.

I paid 70 for them. Which is probably is too much.

It probably is too much.

Give me my money back and you can have it.

Oh, I don't know. I'm thinking.

I'll give you 60. £60.

Go on, then I'll get out of it.

Final offer, 60, OK.

-Put it there.

-Thanks.

She may be drenched and freezing but Catherine never gives up the fight,

and the trader gets to unload an extra item

right at the end of a dismal day.

I couldn't resist that.

I thought I was actually done for the day,

but that is such a sweet little thing and it's got Me written all over it.

Which is probably a bad mistake

because that means I'm buying with my heart, not my head.

Well, don't rule out that gut instinct, Catherine.

It's a powerful tool.

And with that our buying bonanza comes to a close.

Our drenched dualists both started the day

with £750 in cold, hard cash.

Cunning Catherine Southon played hardball

and made six purchases for £380.

Jonty "The Hitman" Hearnden

charmed his way around this freezing market also picking up six items

but spending way less, just £268.

So, our bargain busters retreat to the warmth of a nearby hotel

to compare their wares.

It was cold today, wasn't it?

It was the dampness that got to me, I have to say.

But what's inside this little leather case here?

This was my last purchase of the day.

Oh, wow. What did you pay for it?

I paid £60 for it, but I think it's lovely.

What do you think of my best buy here?

Beautiful.

If I'd have seen them I would have bought them.

I still had money to spend.

I was in a desperate state to purchase

so what do you think that might have been?

I think I'm staring right at your desperate purchases.

-My tea and coffee set?

-Yes.

-Absolutely.

It's the finest quality.

-EPNS.

-Yes.

-Yes.

And I've never, ever bought EPNS before. Electro-plated silver.

So how much did you pay for this, then, Jonty?

85 quid. It's a lot of money, isn't it?

But, it's a gamble. And we shall see.

More tea?

-Oh, there's no tea in there.

-There's not much in there.

-I tell you, £85, there should be tea in there.

-Get some more.

Our dynamic duo

have endured the elements and been tested to their limits

but still this battle rages on.

Catherine and Jonty must now take on the task of selling all their items.

They need to rake in the cash and bank bundles of profit.

A supreme sell-off like this requires rigorous research,

convincing conversations,

and miles and miles of motoring across our green and pleasant land.

But there can only be one victor,

the dealer who mounts up the most profit.

Braving the outdoors in oh-so-lovely Oxfordshire, sturdy Jonty

is sizing up his showstoppers and plans a brutal campaign.

I bought the table and chairs, I bought my jug, my Shelley jug,

my bowls and my set of skis, what a contrast.

Table and chairs,

I need to find the right buyer for that person most definitely,

because it's quite seasonal.

The jug that I bought here, Shelley jug,

I should be able to find Shelley collectors for that.

My bowls which are turned out of timber, they are lovely.

There are always buyers for that, and my set of skis,

I've sold skis like that before, similar ones,

but these ones are a little bit worn.

The Hitman also needs to find new homes

for his spoon set,

and the silver-plated tea set.

So I've got a bit of homework to do.

I need to find my buyers, and I need to find them quickly.

Indeed you do, sir, because over at Cunning HQ in Kent

Catherine is ready to join battle,

despite some mixed emotions about her items.

I love my cognac bottle here on this wonderful little swinging pourer,

I guess, but I've got a big problem with my nautical items.

I just went a bit mad on the whole nautical theme.

The half block model is a nice piece,

it's nicely made, it's good quality.

But, this clock doesn't really work.

This is cracked, these are pieces of rope.

And the lantern's only got two glass panels,

so overall not a brilliant selection.

Most importantly, our lady is still smiling.

Catherine's cunning ways will also be put to the test

with the glass inkwell, the perfume bottles,

the two wooden wheels and the plane.

There's no doubt

that both our monolithic maestros are going to face

some almighty challenges

as they hunt down their potential buyers.

And no matter how many meetings they set up,

they know that until they have shaken on it

and the money has changed hands,

no deal is sealed.

Jonty's been hard at work

lining up a buyer for his set of antique bowls,

but years of experience

have taught The Hitman that presentation is everything.

What I need to do is to really give them

a good dosing of natural beeswax polish.

Can you see the colour difference already?

This has got the wax polish on, and look how dry this side is.

It's the buff that counts,

not the amount of wax polish that you put on.

Mmm, sounds like a rule to live by, Jonty.

All of a sudden I can see my face in it.

Let's hope that intense bout of buffing will add some value

to the £20 Jonty paid for the bowls.

The Hitman has arranged to meet Nigel,

the indoor director of the Oxford City and County Bowls Club.

But, will his patter bowl over such a seasoned enthusiast?

-What I do know is that they're lignum vitae.

-Correct.

And they actually have a date on them as well.

So they're around the 1950s.

But what I loved about them as well, they have the original box.

Basically these were made for outdoor play.

As a collectors item they're quite common,

but they're in nice condition, and not too bad for its age.

Are you interested enough to talk money here?

Yeah.

Well, I'm looking for £100 for my set.

I think you're aiming a bit high with 100, Jonty, myself.

If these were all... There is a bit of damage,

and as I said, these are really collectors items.

60.

No, I need a bit more than that.

I'm looking for 80, really. I'd do 80.

75 you've got a deal.

-Go on then. Let's shake on it.

-75.

-That's brilliant.

I suppose now I'm the proud owner

I'd better see if you can actually bowl one of these.

Oh, Nigel lays down the gauntlet.

The Hitman's already banked £55,

but he's not one

to back down from a challenge.

Even those socks say hardened warrior.

That's an awfully long way away.

A vision of sporting prowess, the Hitman gets a quick lesson.

The number always faces to the inside.

Yep. So that's... The weight pulls it round.

And then our giant of the green shows us how it's done.

Oh no!

# Great balls of fire. #

Or not. As the case may be.

That's terrible.

Oh dear. But our honed hero is not a man who gives up.

He practises...

makes some funny noises...

Arghh!

And then eventually...

Come on!

..this happens.

Look at that. Woo!

# Great balls of fire! #

Yes, Jonty might be right on target, but in Kent

Catherine is launching her campaign.

In a bold opening move

she is hoping to shift two of her items in one fell swoop.

I've come along to see a dealer that I know called Terry.

Now, he has expressed interest in my perfume bottles and inkwell.

He buys similar sort of things to what I'm interested in

so I'm hoping that he's going to be just as passionate as I am,

and he's going to love these and give me lots of money.

Catherine's playing catch up, so she needs to get cracking,

and get to work on Terry.

Good to see you. Thank you.

First of all...

Got a little inkwell there.

Beautiful, isn't it?

The quality of the underneath here, when you look at it,

which is very unusual.

It's not just flat, is it?

No, you've got that lovely sort of cut in there, and a little shell.

-I've got the perfect spot for that.

-Have you?

-Would it be for you?

It would. Definitely, definitely, yes.

That's a great start and Catherine presses on.

This is something I really hope you'll keep for yourself

because I think

-it's absolutely...

-Oh, wow, look at that.

-..lovely.

-A perfect little travelling thing.

-Really nice.

Could be used for both sexes, I suppose.

The all-important question, how much is this going to cost me?

I would like 60 on that.

I think because of the design it's not just an ordinary inkwell,

I'm happy with that.

Are you? £60.

Mmm, could have got in higher there, Catherine.

Now this is just so beautiful, and I'm a bit reluctant to let it go.

I don't want to part with it, but I'd like to ask 150 for that.

I was thinking more, sort of at the bottom end,

more around the £100 mark, how does that sound?

100. How does 140 sound?

How about 130?

OK, 130. Shall we say 130 and 60?

That's absolutely fine.

Are you happy with that?

Yes, I'm absolutely happy with that. That's brilliant.

Oh, that's a triumphant first outing for the cunning one.

The glass inkwell makes a glittering profit of £32,

but the perfume bottles proved to be the real treasure,

offering up a fragrant profit of £70, our lady is rightly delighted.

Jonty, I really hope you've got your skates on

because I am working very hard and getting some excellent results.

Mmm, she's fired up.

For our chiselled Chippendale it's not about skates, it's about skis.

Our Olympian is in Wallingford

carving through the streets

with a steely look in his eyes.

Well I hope I haven't gone too off piste buying these skis,

because on closer inspection they really are in ropey condition.

Look on the underside of this one here, there's glue all over it.

So they have seen better days.

But I've brought them here to show them to a travel agent.

Neil who runs the business is always interested in finding props

that are just slightly different.

I hope they're just not too unusual.

Well, he paid £18 so will he slide off with any profit?

Now, I have to confess, they have seen better days.

They have, haven't they?

They literally have been applied to the wall.

Not too much of problem as I'm planning on doing something similar.

-Yes? I suppose date wise they're probably about 50 years old.

-OK.

1960s, I suppose.

Actually, if you feel the weight of that,

it's really quite heavy.

Imagine lugging those up a mountainside.

And you can see the way they're constructed.

Different types of timbers have been glued together.

And the bindings, look how different they all are as well?

It has come on a long, long way.

Well I'm looking for 60 quid for the pair, that's £30 each.

-Or £60 for one, and the other one is free.

-OK!

Erm, I have seen better ones for a similar price.

I'd take them off your hands for 50.

-OK.

-Yes?

-That will be fine.

You have a deal.

The Hitman racks up £32 profit. It's like watching poetry in motion.

Now, sometimes when you're selling

it really feels like you're pushing boulders uphill.

It can be really, really tricky.

But selling those skis to Neil just felt so easy.

Catherine, you have snow chance of winning.

Catherine is in deep water for her next sale,

the array of nautical nick-nacks

she's developed serious doubts about.

But when in doubt, be daring

and our lady is trespassing on The Hitman's stomping ground.

She's in Henley-on-Thames, just 20 minutes from Jonty's door,

but will her trip pay off?

Now when I bought this, I bought this with somebody in mind.

However, he's since told me he's only interested in one item.

Nevertheless, I'm going to see if I can charm him.

And try and sell him the rest.

She's not in shippest of shapes

but if anyone can weigh anchor on a mighty profit it's our Catherine.

Now, rope.

Rope.

Is this going to be of any use to you?

To be honest, it's not the most attractive looking rope, is it?

Well, no, but you could sort of hang it somewhere.

Look, up there it would look quite nice.

-Do something with it.

-Pair of earrings, maybe.

I don't know, that lantern in the box

looks a little bit more attractive.

Does it?

At last.

How does £80 sound to you? That's a bit of a bargain.

Is it? I was going to say I'd be interested at 50.

80 is just pushing it a little bit.

I don't know where I'm going to hang these things.

Shall we meet midway?

What's between 50 and 80?

In my book it's 75!

In your book it might be slightly different.

65, for the rope and the lantern.

-Oh, go on then.

-All right!

-65.

Catherine did better than she thought she would

but there's still the rest of the collection to go.

And she'll need to sell that for £175, just to break even.

Jonty has brought his £5 Shelley jug to Gerry,

the chair of the Shelley Group of China Enthusiasts, no less.

Mr Chairman pays £30 for it

giving The Hitman £25 profit.

So, as we hit the midway point in our super sell up,

our bargain bruisers have turned into bounty hunters.

Jonty The Hitman has sold three of his six items so far

and has raked in a very healthy profit of £112.

Cunning Catherine is making waves as well.

No final figures yet for the nautical collection,

but she is two items down and £102 in profit.

Our gorgeous gladiators could barely be closer, it's all to play for.

And as Jonty hits the phones,

Catherine sets out to find a home for her remaining nautical items.

She brings them to Paul in West Sussex,

a specialist dealer in maritime items.

He starts with the half boat.

I think it's the first quarter to the first half of the 20th century.

But been made in the traditional manner,

and it's a very attractive thing.

Nice back board too. I would be happy to consider buying it.

OK. All right. Moving on.

To the timepiece.

I would say, again, no great age but nice quality

and yes, in its proportions it's nice.

It's a good sort of decorative object.

If it's the right money I'd be interested.

And it tells the time, twice a day.

No excuse for being late.

Now, row locks.

Possibly the oldest thing on the table, perhaps.

Do you think?

Yeah, in my opinion I could do something with them.

-But you're not going to get rich over them.

-No. OK.

And so the moment that Catherine's been dreading, the money.

Remember, Catherine needs £175 just to break even.

I'd like to think this is worth around £200.

The little timepiece here I would say about £20.

These little pair of beauties, £18, £20.

Shall we shake on 250 for that?

I'm happy to do that, that's no problem.

250. That's lovely, thank you so much.

What a result!

Adding the lantern and rope from earlier,

Catherine has sold all her nautical items for a total of £315,

netting her a healthy profit of £75, and she's not stopping there.

Whilst we're in that mood of shaking on not bad deals,

can I present these to you?

Can you do anything with them?

Nice to have a pair, actually.

They have come down a bit in price, probably about £40 for the pair.

That's absolutely fine by me.

Paul, you're lovely.

Catherine is like a royal yacht,

gliding majestically over rough seas.

The wooden wheels spin her a profit of £26.

Watch out, Jonty.

I think I'm sailing towards success.

Yes, Catherine has certainly earned her skipper's stripes

and she leaves Jonty trailing in her wake.

He hits back by selling

the silver-plated tea set for £100,

serving up a profit of £15.

The Hitman always has his eyes peeled for a potential sale.

His contact Claire has been looking for

a 19th-century style table and chair set for her garden,

and Mr H is determined to deliver.

Claire, here's the table and chairs. What do you think?

Yes, they look great. Perfect for the garden.

Coalbrookdale were the main foundry makers

that made garden furniture like this so popular in the Victorian era.

Sets like this have never really gone out of fashion.

The metal is not cast iron, it's more of a base metal,

it's much lighter, in fact.

-I think they need a bit of work.

-They certainly do.

But you need to get rid of the green stuff, the lichen.

And the way to do that is either get a high-pressure hose onto it,

or bleach it off.

Preferably a bit of both if you can.

Bit of a sandpaper just to get rid of flaky bits,

and then the rest is paint.

I've done a bit of research on this set here.

I've seen that single chairs like this

are selling for around £150 a pop.

I am asking only £200 for this whole set.

Could be a game changer,

but will Claire give Jonty a run for his money?

All will be revealed a little later.

Cunning Catherine has brought her £10 plane

to the Building Crafts College in East London

where she is meeting John.

He's taught traditional tool-working methods for years,

so he knows his onions.

My goodness me, that's an interesting plane.

And I have to say,

I haven't seen many of these around for a long while.

When I was at school we actually used this type of plane.

-Which are lovely. You look at patina on this.

-Amazing.

-It's got some fabulous grain in the timber there.

-It's lovely, isn't it?

Given its length, this is designed for planing, for example,

if you are trying to joint two pieces of timber,

and to try and get it straight

so the joint goes together without any gaps,

this sort of plane would be used.

Very difficult to date it exactly.

It could be early 1900s this was made.

Downstairs we have a display of some historic tools down there.

This would have a home here.

-Oh, really?

-Yes.

-Fantastic, that's what we like to hear.

I think that would look quite good in place there.

How does £50 sound on that?

That's a little bit more than I think we'd want to be paying for it.

Is it?

What about £20?

Oh, John.

Can we settle on 30, would that be fair?

That gives me a little bit more profit.

-Does it?

-Yes.

25.

Oh, John, you're a hard task master!

Oh, dear.

I think I've got to stick on that.

Have we? Have we?

28.

28, all right, deal done.

I don't think I could have pushed him any more, I don't think.

John's steely determination surprised even our Catherine.

The plane cuts a profit of £18.

Whilst she's in London our Countess of collectables

targets a hotel in exclusive Mayfair

to sell her last item,

the large brandy bottle and stand.

After some more schmoozing

she sells it for £80

pouring a large glass of profit, £52.

And that's the first of our antiques assassins all sold up.

The Hitman has one last chance to scoop a peach of a profit.

He takes the spoons set he purchased for £40

to David, a specialist Art Deco dealer in Berkshire.

Now look at the inside here.

Oh, they're lovely, they look very nice.

A set of lovely Art Deco silver and enamel spoons.

-They're certainly very nice indeed.

-Aren't they charming?

-Are they hallmarked?

-Yes, hallmarked on the reverse. Just there.

-But they are in their original box.

-Yes, they're very good, aren't they?

Which is really beautiful.

I do like things like this.

This is a particularly attractive piece.

The decoration on them is very good. They're nice, original box.

-I particularly like the design of the fan, the Egyptian fan...

-Yes.

..in the spoon there.

All inspired by Tutankhamen which is just absolutely wonderful.

£80 is what I'm looking for.

No, I wouldn't pay that for them, Jonty.

-I think my top price for these would be £50.

-£50.

What about 70?

No. Not for me.

Just that little bit of damage.

It's not necessarily on the spoon, but it is the condition of the box.

It will limit its market.

What about...

..60?

I think I'd be happy at 60.

-I'm happy with 60.

-Very welcome.

-Thank you very much indeed.

-Thank you.

And the spoons round things off with a profit of £20,

but will it be enough for The Hitman

to hoist himself back into pole position?

We'll find out in just a moment.

Our haggling hawks both went to market on that rainy day

with £750 of their own cash to spend.

Jonty The Hitman Hearnden bought six items spending £268.

Cunning Catherine Southon also made six buys

pushing the boat out into the rain and spending £380.

But, with the bargains sold and all deals done,

it's time to concentrate on the reason we're all here. Profit.

All of the money Jonty and Catherine have made

from today's challenge will go to charities of their choice.

So, without further ado, it's time to find out

who is today's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

-Hello, Jonty.

-How are you?

-Very well, thank you. And you?

Have you got the medal that says

I survived the antiques market thanks to the weather conditions?

It was so cold.

Everything was against us. But we battled through, we got there.

We did. Star items?

-Star items for me, do you remember those nautical things?

-Yes.

Well, I bought them, bought them for someone, he didn't want them,

but I managed to sell them, it was all OK in the end.

-And I've learnt a new sport. Bowls.

-Very good.

-I'm now an expert.

-Are you?

Yes, shall we see how we've done?

-Well you can take up that if you don't win this.

-After three.

One, two, three.

SHE SQUEALS

I'm very pleased with that.

Well done, you. Very good.

-Thank you, Jonty.

-I guess I am taking up bowls.

I think you are.

Yes, a convincing win for cunning Catherine.

The Hitman's garden set clearly didn't do the business.

Remember, he'd asked for £200.

-Would you take 150?

-150.

Can I squeeze you a little bit more?

I'm not sure, Jonty.

No? Was that your very best?

The best offer.

150?

It's yours, madam.

His charming ways failed him this time.

The table and chairs brought in a profit of just £50.

Very disappointed to lose to Catherine

because antique markets are usually very happy hunting ground for me.

So I was up against the elements.

Well, we were both up against the elements, but she came out on top.

I am absolutely ecstatic that I have just beaten the old pro, Jonty.

Bring it on!

Mmm, cunning Catherine can't celebrate just yet

because there is a whole new challenge to face up to tomorrow.

Our next epic encounter will rock the antique world.

It's a mighty auction in Stroud.

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