Mark Franks v John Cameron - 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...

Hey-hey!

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

BANG! BANG! Who's there?

Each week, one pair of duelling dealers

will face a different daily challenge.

The original cheeky chappy.

Lovely.

Putting their reputations on the line...

Full house.

Oh, I say!

..and giving you their top tips

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

I'm feeling rather lucky.

BELL RINGS

Today, nice-guy negotiator John Cameron

takes on the bold barterer Mark Franks.

Coming up...

John weighs up all the options to get a good price...

You're not going to fit in it, you know? I'm not going to...!

A few more days on my diet, I might get in that.

Mark puts it all on the line as he flies blindly into a buy...

You're not going to be happy.

What do you mean, I'm not going to be happy?

..and John gives out directions for making money.

A good tip if you're buying maps to sell on for profit

is buy them on areas where you know people live

or that are fairly close to where you live.

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

HE IMITATES 1940S REPORTER: News from the Western Front.

A spiffing battle is about to begin at Ford Airfield car-boot sale

as our two fearless flight commanders

are about to launch an aerial assault on the world of antiques.

Ah, the plane's coming in!

To the airfield! Here we are, at Ford. Chocks away!

Bogey at two o'clock! IMITATES MACHINE GUN

Mr Franks, Mr Franks, would you mind not monkeying around so much?

Buying antiques is serious business, you know? Sorry, old boy.

Our dealers will need to be on the top of their game

in this dogfight, as it's all about spending wisely

and returning safely with the biggest profit.

First up, spinning the propeller of his spending Spitfire

is a man who's taken the highest ranks in the auction world,

and has the medals and memorabilia to show for it.

It's the salvaging squadron leader...

And battling against him

to take the crown as top dog of the airfield,

preparing to barrel-roll his way through the bargain bin,

it's the original car-boot king,

Wing Commander...

Today's car-boot battle is over strictly second-hand goods,

and our antiques-seeking aviators will have to be

quick off the mark if they want to avoid any purchasing prangs,

as it's a fast-paced buying frenzy.

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

and all the profit goes to their chosen charities.

To your battle stations, John Cameron and Mark Franks,

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

Mr Franks... I say! Good morning to you!

Is it morning? It feels like yesterday night still.

Here we are at Ford Car-boot, at the airfield.

A little tip, right.

This is one of the best car-boot sales I've ever been to.

See, now, I feel that you have the advantage here,

because you're a bit of a car-boot king, am I wrong?

Well, I see myself quite regal, but I wouldn't say car-boot sale king.

But I have got £250 to spend, have you? I have got my money.

So, what's your strategy, John?

Well, actually, my strategy always goes out the window, Mark.

Yes, I've got exactly the same one!

OK, look, no time to waste here. No, I agree.

We've got to get in, look for those bargains and let the battle commence.

Chocks away, old boy. Tally-ho.

Both our car-boot corporals have been cleared for take off,

and they're going to have to fly fearlessly today,

as it's a fast and furious affair.

But John is not about to rush into anything,

and he's got his battle plan all worked out.

As you can see, the stall-holders are flooding in

and starting to set up,

and this is when a lot of business is actually done.

There's people swarming around these vans as the dealers are unloading,

and deals will now be struck.

But me, I like to sit back a bit.

Let them set up and get everything out of the van.

There's a danger you could spend your money

before you've had a real good look round.

Yes, John, there, showing he'll be taking his time

to unearth those prize profit-making pieces.

And Mark is feeling at ease.

On familiar ground here,

he knows the key to winning any battle is strong alliances.

What I'm going to try and do is, anyone I know or recognise,

or says hello to me, I'm going to have a look at their stall -

you've got more chance getting discount off somebody you know.

I don't know where John is, I don't really care,

I just need to bat on and get on with this,

so let's quicken our pace, come on.

Now, our battling buyers are deploying very different tactics.

But both are quick to enter the fray,

hoping to nail that first deal.

Sticking to his strategy,

Franksy's spotted an old contact arriving,

and before his mate Malcolm has even unloaded,

Mark's eyeing up a vintage toy car.

But he's got competition from another booter.

Do you want 40 quid for it? No, he said he'd give me 80. Did he?

The other bidder has offered £80,

which is more than Mark's willing to pay.

But just as he's about to bow out, the other buyer backs off.

Best on it?

50. Sold.

So, 50 quid seals the deal. Let's just hope that other bidder

doesn't know something that you don't, Mark.

Do you know what? I...

absolutely love this.

It's a pedal car, if you look inside, you can see

the pedals...that go backwards and forwards, which turn it.

It looks like a Ford Consul, the front of it.

Quite often they're Austin A35.

I don't know what model it is.

What is it, 1920s, 1930s?

It does need some love, it does need some work.

But first blood, 50 quid.

Let's trot on.

Yes, in a Franksy-flash he's up and running.

While John is taking his time to map out his battle plan,

our tempestuous trader is straight on to another sale.

Sticking with good old Malcolm,

he's not even letting him unpack the van

before he jumps on board to take a gander at the rest of his stock.

What's that pine thing in the back there?

No, that's absolutely shot to pieces.

It really is rough. What is it?

Chest of drawers? Chest of drawers, but it's rough.

Yes, you know it's bad when the seller tries to put you off.

How much is it? To you, 25 quid.

Do you want a really bad bid on that, without seeing it?

All I can see is that much wood. Go on. I'll give you 15 quid.

No, no, I can't do 15. I'll tell you what I'll do with you...

Heads or tails. Heads or tails.

Heads or tails, 15 or 20.

All right, I'll do heads. Will you? All right.

As it lands, yeah? Heads.

Get in there!

Right, so... HE SIGHS

Malcolm, I'll give you 20 quid for the chest of drawers

I've not seen... Yeah.

Even in the worst state in the world,

I'll have that sold in a week for profit.

Thanks, I've bought a rough chest of drawers for 20 quid

that I've not seen, I love it.

Nice to see even losing the coin flip

hasn't dampened Franksy's spirits.

But with that chest of drawers tucked in the back of the van,

he's not going to see what he's bought for a while.

Fingers crossed he's picked a winner.

So, with those two quick-fire purchases, Mark is flying high.

But John's not going to be grounded for too long -

he's eyeing up a fireplace surround.

Look at this... A modern brass club fender.

No age to it at all, but I think these could be re-covered

and that could be quite a decorative item.

Excuse me, mate, what are you asking for the club fender?

£80. And what's your best you'd do on it?

That's it on it, it's just come off the van. Seriously?

Yeah... 70 quid buy it?

No. Go on, 70 quid. Take 70 quid, go on. £80, I'm afraid, sorry.

That's cool. All right, 80 quid, go on, 80 quid. Thank you very much.

Valiant effort, old boy.

You gave it your all, but the seller was not for budging.

£80.

I really would've liked to get a bit off that,

but I don't suppose this'll be sitting here for too long.

What I intend to do is just re-cover this, get some cheap material,

maybe some old leather.

Might even get some sort of fake animal skin or something

and make that look a bit more trendy.

Decorative item, 80 quid...

Should be a profit in it.

So, John's all fired up to revamp his fender,

but can a man who uses the word "trendy"

really be at the cutting edge of fashion? Hmm.

Anyway, across the fair,

Mark has picked up a set of table and chairs which cost him £25.

Now, you might think I'm just sitting around waiting

for my cup of tea or bacon roll, but you're wrong.

I've bought this table and four matching folding chairs.

Look at these.

If I knew how to fold 'em I'd be laughing.

These are extremely saleable, the sun is shining,

I know plenty of people that own restaurants, bars, pubs, cafes.

Put these outside and we're on to an absolute winner.

They didn't cost a lot of money, but there will be a profit,

because we've got the sunshine. John, you're in trouble, mate.

I'll see you at the burger stall.

Chair-juggling, Mark? Is there no end to your talents?

So, as he ploughs on, chatting up his contacts,

both our dealers are staying true to their tactics today,

as John's determined to cover as much ground as possible.

But it's not long before he spots something that persuades him

to pause. A child's see-saw.

Whenever I come to car-boots, I'm just drawn to things like this -

this is not old, it's probably ten years old at most,

but it is functional.

Look at that, keep the children happy for hours.

So let's find out and see if this is buyable.

How much are you asking for this?

You're not going to fit in it, you know. I'm not going to...!

Listen, we've only just met and already you're insulting me.

25. £25. Do you think you could do a little bit better for me?

Would you take £20 off me,

since you've just insulted me about my weight?

Yes. £20? Thank you!

It's metal, it's got its canvas seats there, and I've just paid £20 for it.

Got to be a profit there,

I'm sure a little bunch of children are going to love that this summer.

A nice buy, there, from John,

who's hoping his new toy will see-saw him some profit.

Meanwhile, Mark is powering round the boot fair

in search of his next purchase.

But before he spots something he wants to buy, he spots his rival.

I can see the enemy.

How are you doing, John?

Mark! The enemy.

I've got something for me and you at half time, Mark!

This is where the battle really begins.

Ooh, what was that before, then? Friendly fire?

Franksy is already eyeing up a potential fourth purchase.

What is it? A toy soldier on a motorbike.

What have you got on the motorbike?

Er...25, it's up for. It's Britains.

Yeah. It's marked Britains.

I really am at war now.

Britains, which is an English company

that makes little lead cars and soldiers and what-have-you. £25.

I'm sure it's worth every last penny.

Is there a profit left in it for me?

It's going to be tight.

Toss a coin, 20/25?

We'll do the 20/25 coin flipper. That's a deal.

You toss the coin, I choose. I go heads. So, I'll flip this

and wait for it to come down tails. Yeah, that's it.

Well, it may come down heads.

BOTH: Heads it is.

Praise the lord.

There we are. Off to war we go, boys.

Blow me down, Mark's won the coin toss.

And while he goes off to celebrate,

it seems John has found some allies here of his own.

Ian, one of his contacts, spots him

and bowls on over with an item he thinks John will love.

Sidney Tustin. Sidney - Sidney Tustin? Yes.

I haven't heard of Sidney Tustin.

Well, it's the pottery that's well-known.

It's Wenford Bridge Pottery. That'll be a '50s piece.

But he worked there all his life, basically.

From 20 to when he was about 80 years old.

So, how much to me? Fiver. A fi... A fiver?

I can't even beat you on that!

Five pounds, you've got yourself a deal. Cheers.

Now, this was an unexpected little purchase here today,

and it's a little slipware pottery bowl.

This has been decorated in a very simple way -

it's called slipware, and that's literally liquid clay,

which you can colour to quite striking effect.

It's got Sidney Tustin's mark there, and the Winchcombe pottery mark.

I really like that, and at £5 - well, there's got to be a profit there.

Yes, John's hijack of Franksy's strategy seems to have paid off.

The Hammer's really settling into his stride now.

At the top of his game, he's got his eye in,

senses primed on the scent of a bargain.

Anything that doesn't cost too much "dough..."

Excuse me, mate. How much for the stag?

And I'm guessing - I guess you'll chuck in the spider?!

Yeah. How much for the stag? 35. 35 quid.

Would you take 20 quid for it?

I'd take...28. 25. Meet in the middle. 25...

£25? Sold. There we go.

So, after locking horns, the alpha antiques master comes out on top.

I've just picked up this, well...large brass stag.

Now, this is 20th century, it is probably 1950s,

something like that, so it's not an antique piece - purely decorative,

but I think it'll polish up, and I think that'll make a great doorstep.

And at £25, well, it's not dear, is it?

Get it? Deer?

DRUMROLL

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.

Anyway, while John blows the dust off his old joke book,

we're going to touch down briefly

and look at the spending totals so far.

John and Mark each had up to £250

of their own cash to spend today.

John has bought four items at this point, spending £130,

meaning he has £120 left in his kitty.

And, matching his rival, Mark has also made four deals,

spending £115, leaving him with £135 to spend.

Our experts are back in the air

as they return to the bargaining battle front.

They will have to manoeuvre quickly around this airfield,

as nothing stays on the ground for long.

Having had success so far with his "stick with who you know" strategy,

Mark is on the hunt for more friendly faces.

See, if I know somebody,

I've got more chance of sort of doing the old mates rates.

Because they are my allies.

I'll be in touch with you.

Yes, he's a man of the people, king of the car-boot.

All right, Lloydie, how are you? All right.

And while Mark is tapping up his old contacts,

John is busy sniffing out some new ones.

Found yourself a new best friend, John?

Yes, John knows you can't teach an old dog new tricks,

so he's up to his old tactics as he bumps into his favourite ally,

Ian, who he bought the bowl from.

And once again, Ian has an item that he thinks is right up John's street.

That's nice. Yes.

It's out of a book, but have a look on the back.

Vecta in the Isle of Wight. Know anyone on the Isle of Wight?

Oh, I do, actually.

Early 18th century, you think? Mid-18th, I would...

It's not... There's no engraver's name on it anywhere, no?

I haven't looked.

John likes the map, but he's not the only one interested in this deal.

Mark's trying to sneak a peak at proceedings.

Now, the danger is,

that guy has bought it from a stallholder for X,

John is now going to buy it for Y.

So he's taking up some of the slack of the profit.

Think I might have to wind him up about it a little bit.

70 quid. 70 quid?

OK, 70 quid. You've got yourself a deal. Another spontaneous purchase.

Well, this is pretty much early-18th century.

I'm going to do some research.

It's a printed map, and this would have been hand-coloured afterwards.

If you hold it up to the light,

you may well just be able to see in here, in the paper,

you can see these - what are known as tramlines,

and that is marks left over by the paper being handmade.

The great thing about this is it's printed on the back,

so we have the text that relates to the actual map.

I know a couple of people that live on the island,

so hopefully - hop on the hover, get over there and make myself a sale.

Yes, John's got his sale all mapped out - but as Ian had spotted

the map first, John ended up paying more than he might have.

He's still delighted, though, even if his rival isn't so sure.

Mr Franks.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do,

I'm going to do exactly what you've just done... Go on. Right?

You've just given that man a profit, I'm going to do the same.

I'm going to give you a profit.

How much are you going to give me? I'm going to give you 40 quid.

That's a profit, innit? No, it's not.

I paid £70 for this. It's a little more than I would've hoped.

I tell you what...I really like it. Do you?

Right? I really, really like it.

I saw it in his cart.

I didn't think to ask him, that's the truth.

I think this is worth about...

150, maybe 200 to someone who lives on the island.

For the right person, it's worth a lot of money.

You're not going to give me that sort of profit?

Funnily enough, no. I do really like it...

I think this is the only antique thing I've bought,

let me tell you that. I can beat that. OK.

I've bought something that I've not seen, and paid for it.

Now, that's a brave man. No, it's ridiculous.

Well, you know what they say.

Faint heart never won fair maiden, Mark. So I'll give you that one.

Yeah. Don't know what it means, I'll see you later.

It means "live dangerously", Mark.

Something you seem quite skilled at.

So, what about that chest of drawers?

It's about time we had a look.

What you thinking? Are you confident?

Ah, it's a doddle. Come on.

CIRCUS MUSIC Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls,

roll up, roll up, for Mark's blind buy.

What will be revealed?

Malcolm, are we ready for this, mate?

You're not going to be happy.

What do you mean I'm not going to be happy?

Ready? Are you watching?

Now for the moment of truth.

FANFARE

Do you know what?

I'm well pleased. ANGELIC CHOIR

Now, the reason I bought this is cos I saw the end.

The rounded bit shows it's Victorian.

It's got all its knobs.

This is going to be painted. But, for £20...

Malcolm, it's been a pleasure. Thank you yet again. I am pleased.

So, our very own Mr Invincible walks away unscathed from what

could have been a disaster of a purchase.

He's full of confidence and joie de vivre,

not letting anyone or anything get in his way.

And, high on his success,

he's straight onto the scent of another potential sale.

What have you got on the clock? Make it cheap.

Best I can do is 40, and it does work, and I've got a key as well.

Shall we have a look at the clock? Do you mind if I have a look at it?

Certainly. Come on, follow me.

Quite often referred to as the Napoleon-hat clock,

because that's the shape we've got there.

Um...there's a nice little bit of inlay.

Can I get a profit at 40 quid?

Do you know, I think I'm going to struggle at 40 quid,

and Keith said that's his best price.

So, while Mark thinks that one over, he spots a history book

on the same stall that might appeal to some of his pals.

I've got a few mates who live in Essex.

I'm not an Essex boy, but I've got a few mates.

It's a nice book, turn of the century, it's got a date in it.

But the images are very, er...

Arts and Crafts. Very nice, front's in lovely condition.

Keith, how much have you got on that, please? Only £3.

£3, it's sold. Thank you. Didn't even haggle. £3, sold.

Having bagged a book with no haggle,

Mark decides to try his luck again with the clock.

You're stuck on the price, are you? 40 quid?

I can do 30.

How about 27, because that gets rid of the two quid

which is change out of this...

Here you are. Deal? Oh, you're a top man.

I tell you what, no point going anywhere else, come and see Keith.

Mr Invincible strikes again,

and Mark secures a £13 discount on the clock.

And what's even better, he's got a buyer in mind for his Essex book,

and he's straight on the phone to see if he's interested.

Hello, Steve, how are you doing, mate? I'm just giving you a call...

Listen, I'm at a car-boot sale, and I've bought a book,

and it's a book all about Essex. 1911, it's got some beautiful...

'OK. Was that when you was born, was it?' It's the year I was born, Steve.

Keep in mind you are older than me.

Um... STEVE LAUGHS

Now, would this have any interest to you at all?

Would you like to see it? 'Absolutely, of course I would.

'Thanks for that.' All right, mate.

I'll keep you in mind. Cheers, Steve. 'Take care, Mark.' Ta-ta, mate.

Bye. 'Bye.'

Yes! Interested.

I knew it was worthwhile.

Give him a call, I've got one item potentially sold.

Wait till John finds out.

Love your work, Mark. Buying with a seller in mind is a very smart idea.

But John is no slouch when it comes to masterful moves,

as he's grabbed himself a handful of pottery.

I've picked up this pair of little vases here from a dealer.

He was asking £15 for them,

I eventually got them for £10, which is quite a good price.

Turn them upside down, we can see the mark, there.

It's Wood's Indian Tree, dating from, probably, the inter-war period.

We know that from this mark here, which just says "England."

And after the Second World War we start to see "Made In England" there.

At £10, well, I think this tree should yield some fruit, of profit.

Yes, very poetic, John.

Let's hope your next buy doesn't see it all go to pot,

and make an ass out of you.

Two little book plates that have been removed for their subject matter.

Little donkeys with children in carts. Rather quaint and rather cute.

Looking at their clothing -

and this one has actually been inscribed 1902 -

it would suggest they're early-20th century.

They're £6, well...

There's got to be a profit there.

So, John snaps up a deal, and, with that, all the buying is done,

and it's time to set down on the runway

and see what the spending totals are for today.

John and Mark both started the day with £250 of their own money.

John has made seven deals and spent a total of £216.

Mark made one less purchase, only buying six items

and spending a lot less, with a total of £145.

But this is all about who's going to make the most profit.

With the money all added up,

it's time for our two courageous captains to return to base

to compare war wounds and the trophies they've collected.

So, Mark, we're back on terra firma after that car-boot dogfight.

How are you feeling?

I've got to be honest, John, I can't do these early mornings any more.

I like to have a little lay in. Make life nice and easy.

I was a little bit jealous when I saw you buying that car

straight out the back, first thing this morning.

I bumped into a guy that does sand-blasting and spaying.

He saw me buy it, I said,

"What would you charge me to refurb it?" He said, "50 quid."

So, I've kept 50 quid back, so that will stand me in 100 quid done.

I love your, um...kiddy's toy.

Well do you know what?

When I saw that, I thought, "If I don't buy that, Mark will."

I would, definitely. I gave £20 for it.

Now, Mark, I've got to ask you -

when I saw you, you said you'd bought a chest of drawers blind.

Yep. How much did you pay?

I gave 20 quid for this.

Give it a lick of paint, keep the original handles on,

which is great news, and I'll have that sold.

That looks like it was a little dear. Get it? Very, very funny.

Well, look, I tell you what, Mark, I think we're both clear for take off.

Let's get this stuff home.

OK, chocks away, old boy, chocks away.

With the buying over, it's time to sell, sell, sell.

Our competing crusaders now regroup at their battle HQs

to begin their preparations.

Each will be hoping to make a mountain of money

and emerge victorious.

Back in Portsmouth, John's appraising his assets.

Who'd have thought I'd bought a see-saw?

Never thought I'd be buying that.

Got to be a profit there.

Pair of Wood's Indian Tree vases for £10,

and a Sidney Tustin Winchcombe pottery bowl, there, for five quid.

My 18th century hand-coloured engraved map of the Isle of Wight.

Wonderful piece, I've already cleaned up the glass, front and back,

and the actual map, the image,

is in much better condition than I originally thought it might be.

Then I've got my two little donkey pictures, £6, these,

definite profit there.

My fender - and I'm hoping to have this re-covered.

Now, I don't have enough money left in my budget to pay for that work

to be done, but I'm hopeful

that I might buy the materials to do it myself.

And then there was this.

One of those things I bought because I liked,

but I still think there's a good profit here in my strutting stag.

And you know what?

I reckon Mark is going to have trouble

selling that old tat he bought -

he'll be the one that ends up in a bit of a rut.

Mm, don't count Mark out just yet, John, because in his South London

stronghold, Franksy's feeling pretty pleased with his car-boot booty.

I think I've got this one completely beat.

The book - the guy I'd lined up for the book

has put me in touch with somebody else that might even pay more money.

Bought this chest of drawers blind.

I think it's an absolute ease to get it looking good, and selling it.

The clock. I know one of the best clock-buyers in London,

I'm going to go and see him.

That should be fun, and easy.

The car, I've reserved some money to get it restored.

Once I've got it done, it'll sell itself.

Table and chairs -

got loads of friends that own cafes and restaurants.

Now, the little toy motorcycle...

I haven't got a buyer for that, but it should sell itself,

cos it's lovely. So, really, this is just an absolute breeze.

Hmm, don't be so sure, Franksy,

there's plenty of ground to cover before this war is won.

Even though the buying was tough, this round will be even tougher.

But if anyone can do it, these two can.

They're selling-savvy and ready to roll.

But no deal will be sealed until they've shaken on it.

So, now it's time to hit the road, and John is first to make a move.

He's in Portsmouth, going to see a master craftsman,

as his club fender needs a revamp if it's going to rake in the big bucks.

I'm here to see an upholsterer, Alan, with this fender.

But I'm not here to ask him to do an upholstery job,

because I've only got £34 left of my car-boot budget

and it won't stretch that far.

But I am hoping that he will furnish me with the materials

and a bit of advice on how to do this at home.

Don't just stand there, give us a lift!

I need you to do me the best you can, so supply me

with some material inside 34 quid.

What kind of material are you thinking of?

I was thinking possibly some brown or green leather.

Yeah, we can do that. You reckon? Yeah, brilliant job.

John's changed his mind about the trendy animal prints.

He may be playing it safe, but that will give it a wider appeal

and increase his chances of a profit-making sale.

And talking of sales,

over in Surrey, Mark's hoping he's about to get his first one.

He's arranged to meet an antique clock restorer who he thinks

might be interested in buying his clock.

I'm here in Carshalton to see my mate Mark.

He knows more about clocks than anyone I know.

The early 20th century mantel clock set Mark back £27.

It's not really my sort of thing because it's 1920s

and my dateline is 1910. But we'll have a look.

It's a bit better than you imagine. For one of them, it's quite nice.

You've got the oval dial. It's just a bit better quality than the normal.

Assuming it's all there. This is the top of the range. Hallelujah!

I'm learning, Mark! But still 20th-century mass produced.

Not fantastic quality. But they gave service 20, 30 years, they're great.

You can have 80 quid for it.

Deal. You're the top man.

You're ticking all the right boxes, Mark,

clocking up a profit of £53 and taking an early lead.

But John's not alarmed, as his first sale should be child's play.

He's in Portsmouth to sell his seesaw, which set him back £20.

I'm here at my granddaughter Alexia's nursery school to

meet the owner, Sharon, who is going to have a look at the seesaw,

potentially to buy it for her own garden and her own children.

She'll still want to check it over, though, so the sale isn't guaranteed.

At the end of the day, it's swings and roundabouts.

What do you think? I think it's fine for the children.

They want to test it out, so the best thing... You want to test it out?

What's the verdict, kids? You like it? Yes. Is it good?

Do you think we should buy it?

ALL: Yes. We've got yeses, so...what do you think?

I think we'll go for it. Want to make me an offer? £10? No!

More than that! How much? £100! I like this boy!

100! I like him.

£100! You're on MY side! What about £50? No!

Let's agree on 40.

£40? What do you think? £40, Sharon? That was easier than I thought.

Like taking candy from a baby.

John doubles his money and makes a profit of £20.

But he'll still need to move up a few grades

if he is to overtake his rival because, in Surrey, Mark is hoping

to do a sweet deal on the table and chairs that he bought for £25.

I'm at a little deli owned by Leigh, in Nork, near Epsom.

This table and chairs was bought at a car-boot sale.

I've plonked it outside, dressed it up.

See if she notices it's not even hers.

Let's have a cup of tea and see how we get on.

Hello, Leigh. How are you? Hi, Mark. I'm fine. How are you?

Hungry, as always.

I'm going to have to go for your fruitcake. Small slice, please.

I mean, yeah. Leave a piece, I'll give you the cake. Oh, dear, yes.

I'll sit at the front. OK, see you out there.

SHE LAUGHS

When did you do that? I thought it would be in the truck. That's great!

This is the one I phoned you about.

Take a seat.

They are comfy. What do you think? Give us your opinion.

I quite like them because the chairs are nice and small and,

because they can stack, I can take them in easily.

I'll do a super-duper price, 100 quid the lot.

You'd have to go a lot less than that. I'll cut it in half -

65.

Um... I was never good at maths. That's not half of 100.

OK, give us your best offer, because I need to eat this cake.

Give me your best offer. I'll give you £40 for it.

45. 40. 45. 40.

Sold! And I won't charge you for the cake.

Deal!

Mmmm!

Remember, Franksy, a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.

But Mark gets his just desserts as his

table and chairs serve up a meagre £15 profit.

Wasn't perhaps the best negotiation skills I've ever done in my life,

but with a lovely lump of home-made cake sitting in front of me,

I had no chance.

Well, he must have had a whole gateaux on his plate

when he sold the man-on-the-motorbike toy, as he passed

it on to a vintage toy dealer for £20, giving him a zero profit.

You'd better buck up your ideas, Mark, as you are leaving the field

wide open for John, who, for once, is going with the herd in Hampshire.

He's found a local gamekeeper

who's been working with deer for over 30 years.

I'm in Staunton country park, only a few miles from where I live, and I'm

looking for the farm manager, Taff, who knows a thing or two about deer.

And I'm hoping he likes this and doesn't think it's too DEAR for him.

John's bronze stag set him back £25,

but how much DOUGH will he get for it?

Taff, this must be a real labour of love for you here.

Yeah, it's a great job to do. It is really nice.

What is he in terms of points? One, two, three, four, five...

An eight-pointer?

Would you call him a 16-pointer?

I'd say he was closer to a reindeer than he is to a fallow. Really?

Definitely. He's more reindeer? Yeah, with them at the front.

He's a nice ornament for the house, for a deer fan.

Hello! Who's this?

POSH: Fancy mistaking a reindeer for a stag! Oh!

When I saw him, I did think of you, so have a look at him,

see what you think.

He's a good weight, isn't he? He's solid brass, nicely cast.

Very tactile. Yeah, it's nice. Could you be a buyer for this?

I could be at the right price. At the right price. Where do you see it?

I'd say about 40 quid. About 40 quid?

I think he's worth a little bit more than that.

I was thinking more...70, 80 quid.

I could buy a real one for that.

55 quid, and I'll do a bit of mucking up. It's a deal.

Taff, you're a gentleman.

Mucking up! Isn't it mucking OUT, John?

Good job he knows his antiques better than his animals,

as Rudolph stags him a profit of £30.

Meanwhile, city slicker Mark has been battling with a deep,

dark secret - a hidden passion, and he can't hide it any longer.

He loves bingo and it's calling to him.

Five and eight, 58. Four and two, 42.

House! Bingo! Whoo! Whoo!

Oh, we have a winner! Oh, it's you.

I'm not skiving, I'm not playing bingo,

I'm actually here in Dagenham in Essex to show this book

all about Essex to Julie, who works at this bingo hall.

Fingers crossed, I might be able to sell it to her.

Mark paid £3 for his book and Julie is a born-and-bred Essex girl,

who is proud of her roots.

So this should be right up her street.

But will Lady Luck be shining on this deal?

Julie, I bought this and I know you are big Essex fan.

It's quite nice and, if you look inside,

there's an inscription for 1911,

and if we move through a couple more pages it's actually got...

"Printed in 1909".

So do you like it? I do like it. I'm really impressed.

I'm glad you thought of me. We need to talk about money. OK.

I want you to make me an offer that you're really happy with

and you want to pay. Go on. £25. Can you go to 30? OK, 30.

Can you go to 35? Oh, you're being cheeky! I'm a cheeky chappie! 30?

Done. And a kiss? And a kiss.

Lovely! Brilliant.

Gateway to heaven - two and seven.

Mark has made a respectable £27 profit.

Sometimes it's just nice when it all goes well.

I bought it for £3, I sold it for £30.

I'd love to have got a bit more but, pro rata, that's a massive profit.

How are you doing, Mr Cameron?

Well, actually, Mark, in the wilds of Hampshire,

our country gent is in his element.

He's found a donkey sanctuary, where he is hoping to

sell his donkey prints.

This unstoppable selling machine won't let anything hold him

back from a sale.

Right, I need to navigate this electric fence, so here goes...

Do your own stunts, do you, John?

Catherine Zita Jones!

Yeah, Johnny English, more like.

The prints set him back £6 and he's hoping Vicky,

whose family run the sanctuary, will want to buy them for her mum,

who is just dotty about donkeys.

I know your mum is very soft on donkeys. What you think?

Yeah, she'll like them cos they're old-looking. They are beautiful.

This one here says Xmas 1902,

which is quite nice.

They really are turn of the last century.

Do you fancy putting a bid in for them? Yeah, I will.

On behalf my mum. Give me your best shot.

£10 each. £10 each? Would you do 35?

I'll go up to £15 each. 30 quid.

You've got yourself a deal. Thank you very much.

So that sale makes a £24 profit and, not one to look a gift horse

in the mouth, John also showed his pottery bowl to Vicky's mum, Helen.

She offered him a deal he couldn't refuse, quadrupling his money

and giving John a profit of £15.

And as our terrific twosome gallop towards the finishing line,

it's time to find out who's putting in a thoroughbred

performance and who is acting the ass.

John has so far sold four items

for £145 and made a profit of £89.

And Mark has also sold four items,

but he's taking the lead

as he's made £95.

This competition is almost too close to call. With Mark just nosing

into the lead it's still anyone's race and, with both our contenders

jockeying for position, it's time to really push the boat out.

John is the first to cast off as he sets sail for the Isle of Wight,

hoping to sell his 18th century map of the island.

A good tip if you're buying maps to sell for profit is buy them on areas

where you know people live or that are fairly close to where you live.

Which is exactly what our switched-on seller has done,

as John is here to see Lisa, who he knows

is on the lookout for a print for her husband's new games room.

The map set John back £70 but will it find him a profit?

So, here it is. It's an 18th-century hand-coloured map.

So, what are your first impressions?

I want you to look at it through your husband Mark's eyes, not yours.

If you can.

I do think it's something Mark would be very interested in having.

It's very attractive. I definitely think we are interested.

It's a hand-coloured map,

so these were printed and then coloured by hand in watercolours.

Something like this, I'd be looking for about 250, something like that.

I think I'd be happier with 200. Yeah? I think. Best price? Um...

225. 225.

I'm not going to argue with that. OK. £225, very happy with that.

That sale was off the chart and brings in the biggest profit

so far, a mighty £155.

So, as John sails into the lead,

is his rival all at sea?

Time to rev things up, Mark.

He sent his toy car to a restorer is Bognor Regis

and now he's here to pick it up.

Is this it? This is it, the finished article. Shall we? Yeah.

I'm nervous now.

Oh, wow!

Well, I've got to be honest, it's not often I'm speechless.

It's hard to believe this is the same car. This is fantastic.

Tell you what, Mike has done me so proud. Look at this! In fact...

This car could be systematic! Ha! Dramatic!

Ultramatic!

Why, it could be greased lightning!

Back to work, Mark! You're not here to sing!

Mark's tracked down two vintage toy dealers.

I'm here to see Danny and Jim in sunny Epsom, to see

if they want to buy my newly restored car.

But will his paint job impress the professionals?

Greased lightning, indeed!

Funnily enough I had a funny vision about this being

a bit greased lightning-esque.

This has been around since the 1950s.

The late 1950s. It looks Triang.

That's exactly right. Late '50s, early '60s... Yeah.

It's not re-sprayed as Triang... The original paint job.

Yeah, the original paint job.

It's a difficult market.

If it was re-sprayed as original Triang, you'd probably get more.

No steering wheel. No.

I've seen one on the interweb but I didn't buy one.

But you can get them, apparently. How much did you pay for it?

This, as it sits, stands me in 100 quid.

What do you want for it? What do you think?

Would you be happy with your money back? If that's your best offer.

That is really disappointing for Mark.

His decision to give his car a new lease of life cost him big

and, after restoration costs, he makes zero profit.

What happened, Mark? Did you get lost in music?

Hey, there's a big plus, I didn't lose any money.

I thought I would have made more money, but...

I didn't. I don't know. I'm really quite depressed, actually.

Oh, Mark!

But our Franksy's not a man to be down in the dumps for long,

and he's soon back on his game as he doubles his money on his

chest of drawers, making a £20 profit, selling them

to a contact who needed some new furniture.

John has also had his nose to the grindstone and sold his two Indian

tree bowls to a local collector for £30, giving him a £20 profit.

Now on the hunt for even greater returns,

he's in the middle of a barnyard, as he's found an antiques dealer

who specialises in unique and unusual items.

John's brought along his club fender, which set him back £80.

I'm on the Isle of Wight looking for Richard amongst cow sheds

filled with antiques, to see if he's interested in the brass fender.

Now, as you can see, the restoration is done.

Nicely covered with leather. Cost me a grand total of £30.

Now, will Richard warm to my fender or will I get burnt?

What age would you put this at?

I'd say it's probably 30 or 40 years old. Yeah, looks 1970s.

It's got that sort of feel.

And you probably know why they call it a club fender.

I believe, in the 18th century,

these were used in gentlemen's clubs.

Obviously, no central heating.

It might be in a library, a billiards room, something like that.

This provided extra seating around the warmth of the fire.

Is it going to be yours? Could you sell something like this? It is.

Obviously price dependent.

I've actually had somebody asked me to look out for one of these.

Which maybe I shouldn't have told you

before you've said how much you want for it! Well...

I still think it ought to be worth to me today, about 250.

That's a little bit strong.

I'd prefer to come in with one bid, and it's a take it or leave it.

£200, and I will buy it.

At £200 it does give me a bit of a profit and, yeah, I think

I can shake hands on that.

OK. Excellent. Thank you, Richard.

Yes, that leaves John with a profit of £90

and means both our experts are now all sold up.

But before we find out who is today's winner,

let's recap on what they both spent.

John and Mark both started off with £250 of their own money.

John made seven deals and,

after renovating his fender,

spent a total of £246.

Mark picked up just six purchases

and paid in total,

with restoration costs

on his toy car, £195.

But all that matters now is

who has made the biggest profit?

All the money from today's challenge will go to our dealers' chosen

charities, so let's find out who is today's

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

Mark. Good morning, sir. How are you? I'm all right.

How are you doing?

Yeah, not too bad. How did you find buying and selling at the car-boot?

I liked the car-boot sale. Pretty good.

The car, good fun, but the main one for me is the clock.

I learnt a lot about clocks. OK.

I ended up a couple of times in a field full of wild animals,

but then I did find my way with my map

and ended up with a very charming lady on the Isle of Wight.

Let's have a look, see how we got on. Ready, steady, go.

Wow, John! That wasn't bad! How did you do that?

Well, a bit of restoration here and...

I think the map might have done it for me. She liked the map.

Well done. Do you want to go to a car-boot sale this afternoon?

Yeah, come on. On your own.

John took Franksy down on his home turf at the car-boot

because he found his way to victory with his moneymaking map.

Car-boot sales - get up really early, feel tired rest of the day,

but make money. It's good fun, it's easy to buy.

You don't have to spend a fortune and we both made a profit.

Mark is a bit of a car-boot king.

I thought he was going to take me back to school,

but I reign supreme. I made some good profits and had some fun.

And whilst you may have to get up early for a car-boot,

the early bird catches the worm.

And tomorrow, Mark has his chance for revenge as they head

across the Channel to the antiques market of Porte de Vanves, in Paris.

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