VO: The nation's favorite antiques experts, £200 each and one big challenge.

Well, duck, do I buy you or don't I?

VO: Who can make the most money, buying and selling antiques, as they scour the UK?

The aim is, trade up and hope that each antique turns a profit.

VO: But it's not as easy as it looks, and dreams of glory can end in tatters.

DAVID: I'm a loser.

CHARLES: Listen, why... VO: So will it be the fast lane to success or the slow road to bankruptcy?

Oh, there's a mouse!

There's a mouse!

VO: This is the Antiques Road Trip.

Yeah!

VO: We're still out there, man, fighting the elements and hurtling along the antiques highway.

But it's our last trip for this fine pair of experts - David Barby and Charles Hanson.

CHARLES (CH): This is it, this is the big one.

DAVID (DB): You've got such a lead on me, how on Earth am I going to make it up?

A lap ahead.

But, you know, you've got some legs on you I'm sure.

Not at my age!

(THEY CHUCKLE) VO: Known simply as "The Master", a man with serious, intimidating depth of antiques knowledge - yet strangely, David Barby just loves to shop.

I'm going in.

Can't resist a bargain.

VO: And giving "The Master" a run for his money, the young pretender himself, Bonnie Prince Charles Hanson - an all action auctioneer from Derbyshire.

With the commission to pay as well, it'd need to make 30 to break even for me.

Are you OK?

Yeah, sorry Charles, I just lost the will to live for a minute.

CH: Were you out last night?

VO: Well, he can go on a bit.

But that's not stopped Charles from making lots and lots of money this week.

Oh, that is marvelous Charles.

VO: So, from his original £200, Charles is standing proud with a robust £400.96 - that's brought a smile to his face.

And the finishing line is in sight.

VO: David, meanwhile, has struggled, despite his great skill turning tiny profits through the week.

Do you know, you're the most irritating person I have absolutely met.

I know, I'm sorry.

VO: So David languishes behind with his £200 barely swollen to £261.68.

All he needs now is the luck of the road trip.

VO: But the super-cool 1959 Hillman Minx is taking him dangerously close to Charles's home patch.

CH: You know, I know people.

What I'm concerned about is you'll go into all these dealers' shops, and they'll know you and they'll greet you like a long lost friend, "Charles, how wonderful to see you!"

CH: "Get out of here!"

(THEY CHUCKLE) VO: This week's road trip is a huge 300-mile sprint, from Lichfield, south to Frome, back up north to the Wirral peninsula and ending in Nottingham for the final showdown.

On this leg, they're leaving Congleton, heading through Derbyshire, and ending up at auction in Nottingham.

Handsome, historical Stafford is the first port of call.

Awful cold.

Do you want a kiss?

No.

Just keep wiping the windscreen with that snotty tissue.

VO: Preparations are already under way for an 1,100th-year anniversary of Stafford's foundation.

King Alfred the Great's daughter, Aethelflaed, is no longer with us, but established the borough of Stafford way back in AD 913.

CH: Come on David, get eager!

This is our last trip together!

It's our last feeding frenzy of antiques!

Why do you use such language?

Because this is it!

Charles, just do not touch me.

You go down there, I'm going here.

David, if you wanna play hard, I'll play hard.

David, it's only a game.

David.

VO: A game to you, Charles... ..but David begins this final shopping trip £129.28 down and he needs a plan.

My word, the pressure is on.

I've got my work cut out.

My ploy?

Spend the lot.

VO: Church Lane Antiques offers two floors of intriguing prospects, with lovely assistant Maureen to help.

Hello!

Can I call you Maureen?

Please do.

Oh good.

Now, is there anything that you, personally, think is absolutely a knockout?

Well, where do I begin?

I do like that.

My main problem is that it has no mark on it whatsoever, and that's 120, so I'll be quite honest, I'm losing at the moment.

I'm £150 down on Charles Hanson, and this is why I hesitate at that price of 120.

VO: Well, complaining isn't going to help.

Keep looking David.

Gosh, there's another shop up here!

Such beautiful, beautiful decoration.

All that is hand-painted, and the sides are emulating basketwork.

The mark on the back is Spode.

Spode started bone china.

There was a factory called Newhall that produced hard paste porcelain, and they sold the clay to other manufacturers, and Spode used that base of clay and put bone ash with it, hence the term "bone china".

VO: The asking price for the Spode dish is £100, but now something else at £110 has caught David's eye.

DB: Masonic cufflinks.

DEALER: It's enameled on one side.

DB: That's a very acquired subject, isn't it?

I wonder how many masons would go into a general sale.

VO: Masonic lodges have ancient traditions.

Founded by the master stonemasons who built Britain's castles and cathedrals, but many original members were unable to read, so trade symbols like the compass and set square were used in ceremonial items... like cufflinks.

DEALER: 110 I think I said.

So what would they be priced at?

80.

I'm going to be cheeky - 60.

VO: So, with his familiar hurt expression on display, David is wanting three items - the £100 Spode dish, the £110 Masonic cufflinks and the £120 arts and crafts box - but he wants them all at £60 each.

I'll make a call.

Hi, Stewart.

Now, he would like all three at £60 each.

Sharp intake of breath!

All three at 200.

Can we split the difference?

Hang on a second.

Have a word.

It's Stewart.

I think 180 is the price I would like to offer these.

Split the difference, 190 - God, that leaves me nothing!

Alright, 190.

OK, I'm metaphorically shaking your hands.

VO: Ha-ha!

And now Stewart might be wise to - metaphorically speaking - check his wallet and his watch.

Thank you very much indeed.

Thank you David, it's been a pleasure.

VO: Really?

Oh well.

And whilst David's growing in confidence, Charles appears to be shrinking.

Ian, I've never come across such a big copper kettle in my life.

You've got the biggest kettle I've ever seen.

It was a shop sign, Charles, that used to hang outside Dale's shop in Stafford in 1828.

It would have watched dandies and ladies of the day walk past.

Charles Dickens stayed opposite... CH: Really?

IAN: ..at the Swan Hotel.

And they say that he wrote The Old Curiosity Shop based on this gentleman's shop.

Really?

That's amazing Ian.

If it could talk, what could it tell us?

One thing it would tell us is that it's got pellet holes here.

CH: Oh yes.

And they were put in by the chap that was the delivery boy for Dale.

CH: Really?

IAN: He didn't like working for Dale, so he decided to shoot the sign.

VO: As far as provenance goes, this enormous antique has just about the best you can get.

But can proud Ian let it leave the safety of his shop?

Ian, I've got £400 in the kitty.

Really.

And I don't mind paying a bit for it.

What's the best price?

(WHISPERS) It's not for sale.

CH: Is it not for sale?

IAN: No.

Ian, I think it's great, and it's great to see.

VO: Whilst Charles goes off the boil, happy shopper David's gone for a rummage, strangely choosing a rather lovely charity shop providing funds for the local Catherine House Hospice.

Liz and Alex lend their time here, but have they got time for Barby's business?

DB: Aren't these so stylish?

These were produced in 1978, limited edition.

This is by Royal Doulton.

So we've got Perot and Punchinello.

Oh, this is Columbine.

But aren't they absolutely superb for £6.50 each?

Maybe.

VO: Tease.

I'm going to buy these.

You are going to buy those.

I'm letting my heart rule my head, I think.

£6.50 each then.

(GASPS) VO: For goodness' sake!

Please don't haggle, David - it's a charity shop.

DB: £19.50.

ASSISTANT: Yes.

Will you take 20 for them?

Thank you very much.

Thank YOU very much.

That's very kind of you.

VO: 50p?

Yet how delightful to see David actually paying more than the asking price.

VO: And shopping wise, he's putting The Young Pretender to shame.

Bit concerned.

Frantic shopping, but I'll get there.

VO: But where Hanson refused to purchase, Barby now dares to tread.

Stand by, Ian!

Hello!

Hello, how are you?

David Barby - we've met before, haven't we?

Nice to meet... Oh, somewhere along the line.

DB: Your face is so familiar.

IAN: Is it?

Perhaps you've met me in... Don't say anything else.

BOTH: No.

(THEY LAUGH) VO: Well, quite.

Actually, I think there are rather too many familiar faces here in Stafford today.

Oh my goodness me.

IAN: I know neither of us are fans of these items, but you need to make a profit.

Do I like them?

No.

Do I like them?

No.

VO: Well, you don't have to like them.

Royal Doulton's talented designer Harry Simeon reinvented the classic Toby Jug in the 1920s, creating full head, full color character jugs of famous British heroes and villains, but can this motley crew turn David a profit?

IAN: Because you're knocking the stuff, you can have one, two, three, four, five, six pieces for £50.

What about 40?

40?!

Yeah.

You wanna get rid of them.

IAN: But not that desperately.

£50 is alright.

I like 40.

Give me a chance at 40.

Tell you what - 45 quid you can have them.

Split the difference, 42.

Oh, you're a hard man.

He's a hard man, in't he?

Yeah, go on then.

VO: Very wise Ian.

Back down before the sob story starts.

Three.

Did we say 40?

We said 42.

You don't want to split into a tenner, do you?

Do you want to flick?

Yeah.

Have you got a coin?

No.

You can have it 40 quid, go on.

Thank you very much.

IAN: It's alright.

DB: Thank you.

VO: Well, what's £2 if it gets David out of the shop?

Some would say cheap at the price.

Now, he could be stealing a shopping lead on his young tormentor.

I really, really, really enjoy winding David up, because David's very easy to wind up.

David just seems to be rambling around whilst with me, I'm fairly focused and that's why I'm winning, I think.

But I am still nervous, because David's the sort of expert who can suddenly pull a real find out the bag.

VO: With a fair wind behind him, the road trip is lurching hard a-starboard to take Charles on a historical maritime adventure in Milford.

VO: Not quite Hanson country, Charles is headed to the former home of the Anson family.

From 1624, Shugborough Estate was home to local lawyer William Anson.

A century later, great grandson Admiral George Anson would make the family very rich and famous.

Oh, look at this.

Wowee.

VO: Well, you're right there Charles.

That is one entrance, isn't it?

Charles is about to meet with project development manager Corinne Caddy.

Not an Anson?

No, not an Anson.

I'm a Hanson, you see, so it almost feels - drop the H, I'm coming home.

Well I have to say, you'd be following in some very fine footsteps if you were an Anson, because we have some very grand heritage.

What are you trying to say?

I'm saying nothing!

VO: George Anson became 18th century Britain's most successful and celebrated naval hero, though strangely not that well known today, taking historical second place to that Admiral Horatio fellow.

When I think of naval heroes, I think of Nelson and what happened at Trafalgar and the Egyptian campaign and all of that.

Everybody knows about Nelson, but nobody talks about Anson, and yet we would argue quite strongly at Shugborough that he is the biggest naval hero of all time.

Really?

So how did he suddenly acquire all of this money and newfound wealth?

CORINNE: Twice a year there was a large Spanish treasure ship that crossed the Pacific.

CH: Yes.

CORINNE: It was loaded with Spanish treasure from the South Americas.

CH: Gold.

Everything you could imagine, gold, jewels.

CH: Precious stones, wow!

CORINNE: Absolutely.

George, being very ambitious, went to King George and said, "I think I can capture that treasure galleon for you."

VO: In 1739, Admiral Anson requested 1,000 fit men on ships for a daring escapade to capture the treasure.

CORINNE: And he did get his 1,000 men, but he had 170 people from hospitals, so sick and injured soldiers.

Gosh.

265 Chelsea pensioners with an average age of 70.

I'm afraid to say that all the pensioners were dead before they got to Madeira, and as they rounded the tip of South America several ships broke up.

One crew mutinied.

They ended up in the San Francisco area with just 100 men left and the flagship.

And the flagship, which was?

CORINNE: The Centurion.

CH: The Centurion!

VO: Last remaining ship, the Centurion finally had a piece of good luck whilst hunting the Spanish galleon.

CORINNE: Would you believe, they actually happened on it by accident.

They'd spent months looking for it and failed.

They stumbled across it and thought, "Shall we have a go?"

and they captured it.

It was absolutely loaded with treasures.

VO: In the 18th century, for naval ships' crews, the capture of every enemy ship and cargo was called prize money, part of which was passed back to every sailor, no matter how junior.

CH: I think of myself as a bit of a treasure hunter.

Now I'm trying to gather these antiques to make a small profit at auction, not really for queen and country today but just more for my competition.

But I'm thinking of gold coins and real treasure, you know, big chests of jewels falling out.

Any of that here?

Well, you say you're the treasure hunter.

It's up to you to hunt them out.

OK, I'll follow you.

Crew, are there any treasure round here?

Well, perhaps not the treasure you're quite looking for.

However, I would say this lump of wood is perhaps my favorite treasure.

CH: It looks like it's driftwood.

CORINNE: It's far more important than that.

This is the last remaining piece of the figurehead of HMS Centurion, the ship that captured all of the Spanish treasure.

VO: Amazingly, this fine relic of our maritime history spent many years as both a pub sign and then garden furniture at Chelsea Hospital before its incredible value to Britain was rediscovered in the 1920s.

A national treasure indeed, and surely enough to satisfy our Charles.

CORINNE: The cabinet marks the spot.

Wow, so this is what I've been waiting for, OK.

This is it.

There's not much here, is there?

CORINNE: No, there's not much.

Most of it was reminted for the king.

VO: Charles must sadly make do with the few remaining spoils of George Anson's historic voyage - the captured Spanish captain's compass, and a few gold doubloons that escaped the minting furnace.

Miss Caddy, thank you very, very, very much.

CORINNE: Bye-bye.

CH: Bye-bye.

VO: Goodbye Miss Caddy indeed.

Now, Charles and David head for their hammocks as the day draws to an end.

Sweet dreams... shipmates.

VO: Day two begins suddenly, with great expectations for the final shopping showdown.

DB: Why do you have to fiddle?

Do you have to keep your hands occupied all the time?

I can't believe it.

VO: So far, Charles has spent... well, nothing.

Not a sausage.

And a red hot £400.96 is still burning a hole in his pocket.

I ought to buy all three, but the problem is they're quite boring.

VO: David Barby, meanwhile, really got cracking, spending £250 on five items - the arts-and-crafts box, the Spode serving dish, the Masonic cufflinks, the Doulton plates and a bevy of character jugs.

David has only £11.68 left to his name, but no regrets so far.

For once I've let my head rule my heart.

Oh dear.

I do dislike them.

Hi Mum!

Hi Dad!

I'm with Dave Barby!

VO: Milford now joins the list of wonderful English places in David and Charles's past.

The road trip pushes on once more, 34 miles east to Derby.

It's like our last waltz together.

DB: I used to do the Charleston.

CH: You didn't!

DB: I did.

CH: You didn't!

I did, I loved doing the Charleston.

VO: Seven!

So, our light-footed experts trip their way into Charles Hanson's local town, but on 4th December 1745 Derby played host to that other young pretender - Bonnie Prince Charlie, who set up his council of war here.

This is a massive day today.

We're in Derbyshire, it's my homeland, it's an iconic day for me because I've got to buy all my items in Derbyshire, so hopefully round off my road and beat David Barby.

Will it happen?

I really hope so.

Good morning.

Oh good morning!

How nice to see you old fellow!

VO: Luckily, Colin and Julie are here to help, if Charles can maintain his sphere of influence.

Colin, the little decanter set.

Look at that color, it's radiant, it's quite gaudy, it's very art deco.

At auction, it might make £25.

It might make 30.

And you're only asking £25 for it.

I know, cheaper than charity.

Well, I'm a charitable case here.

Don't knock me down, Charles, on £25!

Do you know what?

Yeah...

If I was to come to your saleroom it'd be 45!

VO: Ooh, suddenly the local connections are not in Charles's favor!

What does affect value Colin is this corroding here.

It's not corrosion - it's muck.

Colin, where there's muck, there's brass!

Just wants cleaning!

Well, I'll be happy to pay £25 for it.

I know you will!

With a caveat, with a caveat, OK?

And my caveat is this...

If Julie... Julie?

JULIE: Yes.

CH: Julie.

VO: Yes, it's Julie.

Sorry Julie.

If Julie, Colin, can take this muck off, I'll pay £25 for it.

If she can't, I'll only pay £15 for it.

OK!

Oh, I'll have to get the Silvo out and start rubbing then!

CH: Alright me duck?

JULIE: Definitely.

CH: We're in business.

JULIE: Rubbing as hard as I can.

It is coming off actually, it is coming off.

Oh, it is coming off, I don't believe it!

Look at that shine.

VO: Wow - it actually looks like Charles Hanson will have to pay the full ticket price for an antique!

CH: Colin... COLIN: Shake it, shake it... CH: Exactly.

COLIN: ..shake it, shake it.

He's got me as well.

Colin, you shook me, you rattled me.

I shook you mate!

And at £25 I'm sorry, you've got me.

CH: It's a deal.

COLIN: Thank you.

CH: Thank you Julie, well done.

JULIE: Thank you.

VO: Well done Colin, and hats off to the lovely, hard working Julie, eh?

This Derby chancer might wish he'd stayed in Staffordshire, perhaps.

This is a county map of Stafford, made in the years 1818 and 1819.

What I like about this map is if you look carefully, you can see it's done in little rectangles.

This is because the map was pasted onto a canvas, and there's little gaps between each section to allow the canvas to be folded, so this was a map that you would use on a journey, so you would travel rather like the road trip.

These days it's satnav, but this would have been the days of coach.

I love maps, they're not only sort of ingenious, the cartographer's art, but also they're something wonderful to look at.

This is our history in detail.

I've just spotted this little green streaked glass bowl, and it's hand blown, of course, there's a ground pontil mark on the base where the rod has been blown and snapped off to create this wonderful design.

But the way it sits, it's very much evocative of the arts and crafts, very evocative of a return to nature, very much of the art-nouveau.

The swirl of air bubbles and the way this base has been blown shows a certain honesty.

VO: Hmm - the posy bowl is certainly very beautiful.

Those bubbles are... hypnotic, but at £15 can it turn a profit?

I quite like this little bowl here.

There's not a lot of money in it, you're not going to make any money buying a cheap thing like that.

I've got to beat David Barby, I've got, you know...

If you doubled its price - what's £8 in a competition?

You want to be making £80.

So you think my game plan's all wrong?

You've got to change your style, you know, and go upmarket.

VO: I never thought I'd see the day - Charles, exposed as a bit cheap?

I need a bit of help.

£5 for it?

£8 Charles, it's yours.

That's almost half price.

£6.

Going once.

Come on Colin!

Go on then.

Gone.

Sold.

It's gone!

VO: Well done Charles, but is this all you want from your beloved Derbyshire today?

I ought to be really buoyant and booed up by the fact I'm in Derby, but in fact I'm not.

Something's going wrong.

So I've really got to somehow try and pull the cat out the bag.

VO: Luckily, fellow dandy Dennis is just waiting to help down at Ashbourne Road Antiques.

Hop to it, Charles.

Hi!

Good to see you.

Charles Hanson.

I always feel dead underdressed compared to you.

You have the cravat, you know, it's fantastic!

You're really kind!

Thank you.

I'm looking, I suppose, Dennis, for things that are a bit quirky, a bit different.

You've come to the right place.

Dennis, is that silver in here?

This little loving cup?

DENNIS: You know your stuff.

CH: Get out of here!

You didn't say "is that silver?"

which is plated, you went straight to that!

I like this decoration.

It's beautifully cast and gilded too.

And on the base it says, "The Royal Christening, August 1982."

Which royal was christened '82?

I don't know.

I'm too... You've got all this information, you know.

I'm hoping that you'll tell me.

CH: William.

Wills.

Wills.

DENNIS: That's right.

Prince William, who got married recently.

DENNIS: I'm not an historian like yourself.

Get out of here!

The reason I like it is it's quite a modern design.

I wonder who the maker is, do we know?

DENNIS: It's a lovely little piece.

It's Stewart Devlin.

VO: Charles, you wanted a great find?

You've got one.

Stewart Devlin is one of the best contemporary silversmiths, designer of Australia's decimal coinage and Olympic medals, as well as his famous decorative eggs.

Dennis, I'm a local man, I'm always at your disposal, OK?

Boys stick together in Derby, don't we?

That's right.

Exactly, we stick together.

I quite like that because it's a decorative object.

What's the best price on it?

I'm in your expert hands, sir.

Well Dennis... Whatever you say is gospel, whatever you say... Oh Dennis I can't do that!

You're the main man.

It's got £99 on it, give us an 'undred for cash!

(THEY LAUGH) $100?

Euros?

Pounds sterling?

We're talking pounds here!

What's the absolute best price?

£75.

Oh Dennis, I'm getting close now.

I'm getting close, it's a really good object.

75, and that's because I like you, DENNIS: You're a wonderful guy.

CH: Get out of here!

Dennis, I'll pay £70 for it.

Well...

Brother?

I think you're being fair.

Give me a high five!

CH: Are we in?

DENNIS: Yeah.

CH: Sold!

DENNIS: You're being fair.

£70.

Dennis, what have I done?

Dennis, I do love your style.

We're a similar sort of size, and I'm going to start wearing cravats, I'm serious.

OK!

Well if that's the case, here you go.

You know what?

I love cravats.

I've never worn a cravat before.

So you do it up like that... Look at that!

Dennis, I kid you not - I will now start wearing cravats.

DENNIS: Good man.

CH: Can I borrow this?

DENNIS: You can have that one.

CH: You being serious?

You can have that one.

This is worth almost as much as my silver loving cup, Dennis, I love it.

VO: Hats off again to that Derbyshire dandy and his new sartorial friend.

This week's shopping is now heading for a crunch photo finish.

VO: Back with David, and he's decided to play it safe with no further investments, bless him.

Call me an old fuddy duddy - I think I am.

If I was Charles, I'd be very, very cautious and not risk that £150 lead that he's made.

VO: Of course it's too late to worry about that.

From the coalface of antique shopping, David is breaking free with literary abandon, heading briefly out of town, where a very important house awaits his arrival.

VO: Number 8A Victoria Street, Eastwood.

On 11 September 1885, Arthur and Lydia Lawrence had their fourth child - David Herbert, best known today as the romantic novelist DH Lawrence.

Please come and see Mrs Lawrence's home.

Thank you very much indeed.

Please come in.

Gosh!

VO: In the late 19th century, employment in this part of the world centered on the coal pits.

Young DH Lawrence grew up with a strong coal miner father and an educated mother, who inspired his passion for words.

Today, local heritage assistant Jackie Greaves has the pleasure of educating David.

DB: Where did he achieve his scholastic ability?

I notice the bookcase over there.

JACKIE: Mrs Lawrence was actually an uncertified teacher, JACKIE: DH Lawrence's mother.

DB: Yes.

All through his life really he had quite a lot of illness, so he spent a lot of time at home with his mother, who home tutored him here.

She used to encourage the children to read - particularly Emily, the oldest daughter, used to read to the two younger children quite a lot.

Swiss Family Robinson was one of their favorites.

VO: Success as a writer would come many years later.

Lawrence's greatest novels - The Rainbow, Women In Love and of course Lady Chatterley's Lover - all drew on the frustration and aspiration of the educated working class man.

This house museum has been lovingly recreated to resemble the home of a 19th century coalminer's son.

Arthur Lawrence, DH Lawrence's father, was JACKIE: actually a coalminer.

DB: Right.

In those days you had the tin loaf, which was designed to bake the bread in the right shape for these snap tins, and the ladies made their own.

A very thick sandwich!

Yes.

And what would have been in it, cheese and pickle?

Well they weren't unfortunately able to take cheese.

Arthur Lawrence worked about 750 feet underground, so it was too hot for cheese.

It would just melt away.

But the ladies made my favorite, which was homemade jam.

Right.

Or bread and dripping, which was of course an old fashioned favorite at the time, and that helped keep the bread nice and moist.

Oh dear, that's wonderful history!

VO: Published in 1913, DH Lawrence's third novel, Sons And Lovers, is often regarded as his first masterpiece.

The realistic tale of a stifled miner's son trying to rise up from his background, the novel also deals explicitly with sexual awakening, and was heavily edited before publication.

Amazingly, the full racy version was not available until 1992.

All this creativity came from humble cash-strapped origins, and Jackie has just one last item to make our David feel humble.

JACKIE: Here we have a coal carving.

DB: Sorry, what?

JACKIE: Carving made of coal.

DB: Right.

Which was quite commonplace in this area, because people didn't really have surplus money to buy gifts, so a lot of people made their own presents, and DH Lawrence made this for a friend.

It's a pen stand.

It's so light, isn't it?

Yes.

So there would have been a little ink bottle there, so that hole would have secured in place, it wouldn't slide, and the pens rested there.

Yes.

That is incredible, and he carved this?

He carved it for his friend, and wrote him a note along with that saying if he didn't like it, then he could also put it in the fire for fuel.

How wonderful!

It wasn't a wasted gift.

I feel quite privileged to handle this, actually.

You are.

VO: You really, really are, David, you lucky chap.

David sets out to rejoin his competitor.

With tales of Derbyshire drudgery and shopping struggles to share, let's hope he's dressed appropriately.

Could you just let me into a secret?

Yes David.

Why are you wearing that pink and blue cravat?

(CHUCKLES) I'm wearing it for you.

DB: Oh it's lovely, I'm so impressed and quite touched.

Thanks David.

VO: Oh, do get on with it.

DB: Here's my first item.

CH: Oh, I like it David.

If you look very closely at this little stem here, you can even see little hairs.

I know.

You buy quality, you buy a big capital A for antique.

David, I've gone for that little shake, rattle and roll.

Oops, crikey me, look at that.

I love, first of all, the color.

Date-wise, well, it's got to be sort of '40s, '50s.

Yes, I was hoping it might be a bit earlier but I think you're probably right.

I think it's stylish.

It is complete.

I love this crackular effect.

So do I. I like that immensely.

VO: And now David can impress with a thing of beauty.

Hello!

It's a lovely copper cigar box.

You've got this lovely seaweed motif, and then the shell detail.

Does it have legs, Charles?

Oh David, it has long legs.

Now's yours, Charles.

I'm feeling a bit sick at the moment, because I'm panicking.

I bought that.

Something about it gave me a lift, David.

I love the fact that it's handmade, it's spun.

The whole thing is full of handcrafted work.

What's it worth?

20.

I thought maybe about 30, but I'm wrong.

But £6 David, I can't go wrong, can I?

Now, these are wonderful David.

DB: They're nine karat gold.

CH: Oh they're not gold!

They are beautifully enameled, in good condition.

I suspect they cost you about... DB: It was a lot.

CH: Were they a lot?

£70.

David, I think they have got legs.

This is my star lot.

Ooh, feel it!

That is lovely.

Oh David!

That's poetry in my ears!

Who's it by?

I hope I'm right.

"SD".

Stewart Devlin.

Yes!

Do you think it is?

Yeah.

Regardless of the weight of the silver, Stewart Devlin, his eggs are going through the roof at the moment.

CH: Yes.

DB: That is so good - Stewart Devlin.

VO: But it's also 1980s.

Could we get something a little bit older perhaps?

CH: Oh my... DB: Don't say anything at all.

(SPEAKS SPANISH) Are they Spanish?

These are all subject matters taken from Italian comedy, and all the designs are by an artist from the '70s called Roy Niemann.

They are like jewels on the wall.

I paid £19.50.

CH: You didn't.

DB: I did.

£19 and 50 pence?

Yes, for the three.

VO: And a 50p donation to the hospice, so £20, really.

Come on.

That and that.

Oh.

Beswick McIvor.

DB: I paid £40.

CH: You didn't!

DB: I did.

So maybe you paid a bit too much.

Oh dear, oh dear, Charles.

Maybe it doesn't matter.

Because I paid £40 to include that one.

David Barby!

Sairey Gamp.

You're beginning to play like me now.

VO: David, you've got Charles on the ropes - can you go for the knockout?

CH: Good condition - oh, hello!

I'm not quite sure what's going on here, David.

There we are.

You know what?

I'm sweating now.

I'm beginning to feel a tension and a goose pimple approach, because I think And... Oh come on!

No no, no more!

David Barby!

I don't believe it.

DB: It's good, isn't it?

That's too good.

VO: But is it really, really too good?

What do you chaps really, really think?

I'm very disappointed in Charles's objects, because he didn't spend all his money.

We're about to freefall into our finale.

I'm very nervous.

He's bought a really, really good, varied mix.

The star object is his Stewart Devlin commemorative cup.

But hopefully Hanson's silver cup will be hoisted up, and that will be my crowning glory.

VO: That's the spirit - always good to aim high, no matter how ridiculously unrealistic.

First of all, let's get our chaps to auction.

CH: What will you miss most about us being together?

DB: You driving, Charles.

You drive me to distraction.

VO: The road trip gets a wriggle on, heading 15 miles east, across Brian Clough Way and over the county line.

Last stop for the week is Nottingham.

VO: Today is finally an auction day, so our Road Trip renegades arrive in fresh attire, raring to go.

Well Charles, here we are, the final curtain, my goodness me.

It's the end of the romance between you and I!

You used to work here, didn't you?

10 years ago.

Oh my word.

Bring back happy memories?

So much so.

VO: Opened in 1993, Mellors and Kirk are well known for fine art sales, antiques and today's general sale.

Our Charles cut his teeth here as a young sales porter and fledgling auctioneer, and the prodigal son returns - but what does auctioneer Nigel Kirk think of the mixed offerings from both our experts?

I'm afraid the glass objects are of minimal value and, frankly, I'd be grateful for any sum that we got bid.

David's bought a selection of character jugs, so I think he's gone for quantity rather than quality.

The three plates are very modern, but really, they would be better consigned to a charity shop rather than a fine-art auctioneer.

VO: Ha, funny you should say that...

So David started today's show with just £261.68, and spent a daring £250 of it on five auction lots.

Charles started slowly, and, well, ended up slowly too, spending just £101 from his healthy £400.96 balance on a mere three auction lots.

VO: Our experts straighten their ties and take their seats.

How's it feel that this young pretender has taken the mantle over the might of David Barby?

No, every dog has to have his day.

VO: Down boy!

And hush now - the sale's about to start.

VO: David's corking Spode dish is first up for grabs.

£30 for it please.

30, 20.

20 I'm bid, thank you sir.

20, 30, 40, £40, any more?

Selling at 40, 50, 60, £60.

Second row, selling at £60.

VO: A disappointing start for David, especially on such a lovely item.

Will you catch me up?

I don't know.

One lives in hope.

VO: Stranger things have happened.

Could the gold Masonic cufflinks turn the tide for David?

NIGEL: £20 for them please?

CH: Take it steady.

Er, Charles!

CH: Let's get them sold.

DB: Charles!

NIGEL: £30 it is, 40, 50, 60.

£70.

Come on, come on, come on!

CH: That's OK, you broke even!

DB: It's not.

Don't try and console me.

VO: It's best to say nothing actually.

And now, The Young Pretender's first lot seeks some decisive bidding.

£20 for it please?

20?

£10?

Come on, come on.

Five, five I'm bid, thank you.

NIGEL: 10 may I say?

CH: Oh no!

VO: Oh dear me.

£5 only, and I shall sell it at £5.

That's all I thought it was worth.

VO: Quite possibly, but a shame for Charles.

I think that £1 loss really hurt.

Can't believe it.

VO: So, let's have something bright and cheerful to lift our spirits.

£20 for them, may I say?

10 I'm bid, thank you.

10, 15, 20, 25?

At £20 on my right, and selling at 20.

DB: Broke even.

CH: What happened?

VO: Well, the auctioneer is speedy, and that means David's chances are fading fast.

David, it's never over until the last gavel falls on your very last lot.

VO: True enough.

But first, Charles's startling cocktail set wants to dazzle the room.

20?

£10?

Oh no.

10 I'm bid, thank you, £10.

15 for it?

CH: One more.

NIGEL: 15.

VO: Charles, dear friend, you're going to need more than just one more.

£15, I shall sell it.

£15!

VO: No great shakes there, then, Charles, but you are still ahead on the week.

What can David do with this motley crew of hopefuls?

We're nearly there Charles.

Will we keep in touch afterwards?

I doubt we will.

VO: Ooh!

Let's just get on with the sale, shall we?

20?

20 I'm bid, thank you sir.

20, 30, 40, £40.

Any more?

Selling at 40.

VO: Whoo!

Was that it?

David Barby's mugs were mugged, so cruelly and, well, quickly.

I think this auction will hang on one thing, OK?

And it's coming up next.

VO: And here it is - Charles's prize sterling silver commemorative cup.

The style of it is so neat for that decade, I love it.

£30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, 100.

CH: Keep going.

NIGEL: At £100 on my left.

120, 130?

At 120 we sell.

That's good.

My dream is about to crack open.

Champagne?

VO: Maybe a bit early, Charles, though I have to say you look unbeatable now.

David must pray the lovely art-nouveau box can turn copper into cash.

You could hear a pin drop in here, couldn't you?

50.

Any interest?

50, 30.

Nobody want it?

30, 40, 50, 50, 60, 70.

80 with me, 90 to you, 100, 110.

120 here, 130.

At 120.

CH: Good price, David!

DB: Sh.

Selling with me at £120.

NIGEL: All done?

CH: That's amazing.

I commend you for finding an antique.

VO: I think we all commend David Barby today, but sadly that double-your-money sale is just not enough to beat Charles.

Come on David, congratulations.

No - you're the one that has congratulations.

Well done Charles.

VO: Brave words in the face of defeat - what a nice chap.

VO: Sadly, after paying auction costs, David's £261.68 grew by a mere £4.20.

David ends his road trip with £265.88, but he can hold his head high.

The local hero began with £400.96, and turned another modest profit of £13.80.

Charles ends the week with £414.76.

Well done boy!

VO: The chaps' combined profits will go to Children In Need.

Congratulations to that victorious young pretender, and David - no sweat... it's Hanson town.

Give me a high five David!

It's been a great day.

Is that what a high five is?

David, I still think this great business, there's so much luck involved.

DB: And all the romance.

CH: Long may it continue.

DB: You've taught me so much!

CH: I hope so, David!

VO: I do wish David would stop mentioning romance, but then this pair have had quite a week together.

No, not like that.

# Here alone in this universe # Just the two of us... # David Barby, what's happened?!

I tripped last night.

You didn't!

This is a sympathy vote.

CH: Shall we shop as a couple?

DB: I'd rather not.

CH: Why not?

We're not married, thank God!

DB: Just... (CRUNCHING) Oh, sugars!

David!

Come on!

Dave!

Who are you up against?

Charles Hanson.

Oh, no contest.

And may the best man win.

Oh no!

Can't believe this.

This is hard work today.

100 bid.

Selling now, 150.

You've well and truly nailed me today.

VO: Well, let's hope they both learn from each other.

Come on.

DB: I've got to calm down, it's been such an exciting day.

(THEY CHUCKLE) VO: Next time on the Antiques Road Trip, it's out with the old and in with the new as we hook up with antiques experts Mark Stacey and Margie Cooper.

Farewell till then.

MARK: You are a sort of Road Trip virgin, if you like.

MARGIE: (CHUCKLES) Yeah, but you know the biggest problem?

What?

My hair blowing about in this car.

Ah right.

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