«Mind the hole in the floor, you can go down there if you want, there is more stuff down there to see, but just be careful. Oh, and mind your head, there is not much space!» — A quirky welcome but one that is cried out to you by a lovely old woman who owns and runs the store. Bric-à-brac stored out front was a clear sign to me that I’d like this place. ‘Junk’ to many but always good to have a rummage. The inside is not vast at all but the shop doesn’t feel cluttered and has a mix of glass-wear, furniture, pictures etc. Then there is that famous hole in the floor… it is a little precarious getting down into the basement through this hole but when you get there, you are presented with a treasure trove of, of, well, stuff! Two tiny rooms with low beams that probably had left over bits of people’s foreheads on if you looked close enough. This place is actually really organised when you consider how much is in it. One small room of porcelain and glass things and the other room filled with anything else that didn’t fit under the titles ‘porcelain’ or ‘glass’. I managed to find myself three etchings from a Danish artist that I quite liked. The owner even had the story of where they came from, who made them and where they had been until she got hold of them — always nice to have a story. Lovely lady, even let me have the 3 for the price of 2(a bargain no matter what the product being sold). Be aware though, if you are lucky enough to find something you like, she doesn’t accept cards so it is all in cash — the closest cash machine is a fair way away as I found out.