VOICEOVER (VO): It's the nation's favorite antiques experts.

I just love it.

VO: Behind the wheel of a classic car.

(HORN TOOTS) LOUISE: It's fast.

CHARLES: It's a race.

VO: And a goal - to scour Britain for antiques.

PAUL: This could be tricky.

MARGIE: £38!

VO: The aim - to make the biggest profit at auction.

VO: But it's no mean feat.

ROO: High five!

There'll be worthy winners... CHRISTINA: Mind-blowing.

VO: ..and valiant losers.

Could have been worse.

Will it be the high road to glory...

Car!

..or the slow road to disaster?

CHRISTINA: Aaagh!

TIM: Oh my!

VO: This is the Antiques Road Trip.

Nice!

Ha-ha!

A jolly good morning to you from the North East of England.

And it's the perfect day for some open-top touring in a BMW.

MARGIE (MC): Oh!

CHARLES (CH): Sorry, Margie.

MC: You silly...

Sorry about that, are you OK?

You silly boy!

You did that on purpose.

I didn't.

I almost drowned you.

Where's our windscreen wiper?

VO: Ah yes, it's the mister mischievous, Charles Hanson, and the rather damp but much loved Margie Cooper.

The county of Northumberland has only 316,641 people.

Have you been swotting?

And there's now you and I as well.

VO: Someone's had an encyclopedia for breakfast.

CH: Let me tell you... MC: Hello... Newcastle was annexed... MC: Please.

CH: ...from Northumberland in the year 1400.

Oh no, no.

Northumberland saw great development and growth under the Tudors.

Yeah.

(SHE SNORES) Margie, wake up.

Margie, stay with me!

VO: Yes, wake up Margie, you've got a busy day ahead, love.

You've got some catching up to do too.

Because your initial £200 piggy has increased, but only by the modest sum of £36.94.

So, come on Margie!

Charles, though, who started out with the same sum, now has £357.44 to play with.

Well, you did extremely well at the auction.

Margie, Margie, thank you.

(THEY CHUCKLE) On paper you are the favorite.

MC: No.

CH: And this is a great gamble.

Well, I don't wanna talk about it.

CH: This is a great gamble.

MC: I don't wanna talk about it.

# I don't wanna # Talk about it # How you broke my heart... # Look Margie it's a new day, it's a fresh day.

MC: It is, yeah.

CH: Isn't it?

It is.

VO: D'you know, I agree, so let's go!

Margie and Charles started in the Scottish Highlands and have pointed their classic car southwards.

They'll cluck up... Cluck up?!

They'll cluck up over 500 miles as they head for that final auction in Harrogate.

On this leg, they're aiming for a sale in Burnley, but will start today in Alnwick.

This Northumberland market town is famous for its medieval castle, where scenes from Harry Potter movies were filmed.

And also it's got a great garden.

Now, but what about antiques wizardry?

Can our two conjure up any today?

MC: Right, "herry, herry".

CH: Hurry, hurry.

You say "herry, herry".

MC: We're sharing a shop.

CH: I'm not that hairy.

MC: We're sharing a shop.

CH: I know.

CH: It's exciting, Margie.

MC: It is.

CH: May your luck be an antique.

VO: What a charm - much like this establishment.

MC: I hope it's big.

CH: You and I...

I can't cope with you in a small shop.

Ah, Margie.

VO: Can't cope with him in a small car either.

The Beehive has 10 dealers under its roof, and ample room for both of you.

Look at that lot.

MC: Which way d'you wanna go?

CH: Why don't you go that way?

MC: Yes.

CH: It looks smaller.

I'll go this way - looks bigger.

See you later.

MC: Bye.

CH: Bye.

What I like in this corner... ..is there's lots of interesting objects which need a second glance.

Like these here, which are Chinese gaming counters.

They've got these tiny little floral sprigs on, which, to me, gives the impression that these would've been manufactured in around the 1820s.

Made for export to the western world.

VO: Mother-of-pearl.

With a ticket price of £2.50 each.

Well done, Charles.

CH: You get a lot for your money.

VO: Yeah.

Could be worth a punt, mate.

Meanwhile, Margie's with dealer Mark.

What's she found?

These are interesting, aren't they?

MARK: I think so.

MC: Yeah.

So they are masonic badges.

MARK: They're the badges of office, I think.

MC: Yes.

MARK: So, you would have them in your masonic meetings and you literally would wear them on a ribbon around... MARK: Around your neck.

MC: Yeah, those broad ribbons.

And they would denote what position you had within the lodge for a particular meeting.

So, there's stuff like, you know, what's this one?

MC: Yeah.

MARK: Inner guard.

MARK: There's a treasurer one.

MC: Junior ward... And you'd start at the bottom and then you would move up...

I think so, I don't, I don't... ..to being the master, grand master.

I guess, yes, the, the top dog.

So, you've bought these as a job lot?

Yeah, yeah.

Right.

So, how much sort of money are they?

Well, they're a fiver each.

I mean, we can certainly, you know, if you want... MC: Do a little...?

MARK: ..take a few, absolutely.

Yeah, if I picked a few.

VO: There's a collectors' market for these.

I think I might as well.

We've got rather a lot of crossed swords here.

MARK: Yeah.

MC: So I might... MC: I might like that.

MARK: OK. VO: So with eight favorites chosen, and a deal struck at £25, Margie's made her first purchase of the day!

Right, well I'm going to just pop them there for a moment.

And then I'm gonna go thataway.

No problem.

Shout if you need me.

Right, thank you.

Yes, thank you.

VO: Now, what's Charles up to?

Dread to think.

CH: This is a nice bowl.

Looking at it, I love Chinese porcelains, and early Chinese porcelains, particularly from the early days of the export period, and this blue and white dish with its fairly quick paintbrush in blue, and this ocher, browny-yellow rim, I'm fairly sure this dish could be early to mid 18th century.

And the label says... 19th century.

But it's earlier.

It's 18th century, and it's only priced at... £9.

If you're a budding Asian collector wanting to start your connoisseur collection of early Chinese porcelain... ..this has a rich history to give off, and I like it.

VO: Seems Charles is on a Chinese theme today, with the gaming counters and now this.

Nice finds, though.

How are Margie and Mark getting on?

This is a bit intriguing.

MARK: Well... MC: I love your ticket.

Yeah, the "I don't know what it is" ticket.

"Brass thing with a wick."

It's a trick of the trade.

If you don't know what it is, just put "a thing".

Someone will tell you.

£6.

Now what the devil is that?

VO: I haven't got the foggiest, love!

So, you think it's something to do with military?

Possibly.

I mean, it could be something from the First World War, with a wick on the end of it, that's you know, it's clearly... MC: Mm.

MARK: ..to light something.

Well, I wonder.

I wonder if before the auction I could find out.

Well, I did my last Road Trip with Paul Laidlaw.

Now, you see, he'd like that.

Now, he's a mate.

D'you know, I wouldn't have another compadre over yourself.

Well, that's very nice to hear.

VO: Our Paul's THE militaria man.

He'll know what it is!

Boom!

(HE CHUCKLES) Six quid's not gonna break the bank, is it?

MC: So I think I'll buy that.

MARK: OK.

I'm not even gonna bid you a fiver.

No problem.

I'm gonna give you the full six quid.

The full £6.

Really?

It's never been known.

That's never happened to me before.

Right, it's done.

Put it there.

MARK: Got it.

VO: Oh, I do love a mystery!

Er, I hope this is not cheating.

(SHE CHUCKLES) VO: It's research, Margie.

Don't worry, girl.

I'm going to try and take a picture to my friend Paul Laidlaw, my very good friend Paul Laidlaw, and see if he can come up with what it is.

So, we take that.

(CAMERA CLICKS) Help... (SHE CHUCKLES) ..please.

What is this?

Gone.

VO: Cor, the suspense is killing me!

Back to Charles now.

What's he sniffed out?

I love this.

Sometimes objects excite you and they make you pause.

This pipe is in what we call straw work, and straw work as a type of parquetry decoration, the patterning, the coloring, was very popular in Regency England, during the Napoleonic wars.

This would've been made by a prisoner of war over here in the United Kingdom, because across the country there were various towns where prisoners of French extraction were kept.

You've got the straw from the rural countryside.

You've got this pipe end, which is almost certainly a lamb bone.

And this is 200 years old.

It's only priced at £45.

I've got to have it.

VO: Time to find the dealer, I'd say.

Now, remember that mystery brass instrument?

Is Margie any wiser?

I've got a reply and he never answers his messag... "Not a bloody clue.

How are you getting on?"

Oh no.

I'm left with the baby now.

Oh no!

VO: Oh no indeed!

Don't despair.

Oh well, that's it.

I bought a pig in a poke - never mind!

VO: I wouldn't say so.

I think it's something to do with railways.

Anyway, someone at auction may know what it is.

Fingers crossed, Margie.

Now, places to be, people to meet.

Catch up with you later, love.

Meanwhile, Charles has tracked down dealer Elizabeth.

Hi, Liz.

CH: I've been admiring this pipe.

Priced at £45.

Yes.

I was thinking, if it came to auction...

Yes.

..I might guide it between 30 and 50.

DEALER: Oh, right.

CH: So, I was wondering if I could get towards that bottom estimate.

DEALER: What would you say to 40?

And that's your very best?

Seeing as it's you, and you're delightful... Get outta here!

Get outta here!

..38.

That gives you a profit as well?

It does.

VO: The straw pipe is his!

And Charles buys the Chinese porcelain for £9 and strikes a deal for the Chinese gaming counters at £25.

That's three lots bought in his first shop.

Fabuloso, Carlos.

Gosh, he does walk strangely sometimes.

Anyway, meanwhile, Margie's made her way south to Ashington and the Woodhorn Museum, on the site of a former colliery which once supported the largest coal-mining community in the world.

She's meeting artist Narbi Price, to hear about a remarkable group of miners who became famous for something far removed from the darkness of the pits.

MC: It all looks very nicely manicured now, but what was life like here 100 years ago?

Well, first off, this is a fraction of what would have been here.

These buildings have been very well restored, but it was a huge, sprawling site.

MC: Really?

NARBI: And it was noisy, it was dirty and it was dangerous work.

VO: Ashington's 90 collieries employed almost 2,000 people at its peak - including children.

Dear, oh dear.

NARBI: People would start working in the mine at a very young age.

MC: Mm.

NARBI: 12 or 13, so they would leave school very early.

So, no education.

Or little... NARBI: No education.

MC: Very little.

Very little education, yeah.

MC: Yeah.

NARBI: And I think that really gave a hunger to the... To the miners for continuing self improvement as they got older.

VO: In 1934, a group of miners were determined to make up for their lack of education.

And with the help of a Workers' Education Association, they chose a perhaps-surprising subject to study - art appreciation.

Hm!

A tutor called Robert Lyons was brought in from King's College, Newcastle.

And his lessons would transform their lives.

So, he decided a good strategy to have the men learn about art was to have them make art.

VO: With Lyons' encouragement, the Pitmen Painters, as they became known, met once a week and decided their paintings would portray their lives as miners.

NARBI: They're very evocative, you know.

You can... You can feel the heat, you can get the cloying atmosphere of the dark.

They would document their working lives, their personal lives, their social life.

We've got Saturday night at the club, we have a journey of what a working day was like for a young boy.

This shows his mother getting him up at 2am, his working day, and how draining that was.

He's back at the house and his friends are knocking on the door for him to go out and play, so that really puts into perspective how... How young these guys were.

VO: They painted in any spare time that they had.

But art supplies weren't always easy to come by.

What did they use?

How could they afford it, you know, the materials?

At the beginning of the project they sourced materials from the colliery, so they would use pieces of board, they would use house paint.

As they progressed, in the early 1940s, they started using regular artists' materials.

VO: The prolific painters soon became noticed by the wider world and they were invited to exhibit their work in London and Newcastle.

NARBI: Whilst there is a naive quality to them, there's also an incredible sophistication in certain works.

MC: Yeah.

NARBI: But the real, unique thing about the Ashington group is their group identity, and the fact that they documented their lives for so long.

A 50-year tenure of, erm, a real focus and a real clarity of vision.

"This is what we do."

VO: The decline of the mining industry in the 1980s signaled the end of the Pitmen Painters.

But the museum here has a collection of these amateur artists' works, featuring many of the group's favorites on permanent display.

So, what are we doing now, Narbi?

Well, it's a bit of a challenge for you, Margie.

We're gonna have a go at what the Ashington group did.

We're gonna have a... We're gonna draw the mine buildings here at Woodhorn.

Why didn't you pick something a bit more difficult while you were at it?

(THEY CHUCKLE) NARBI: Well, it's all about geometry.

Appropriately, we're gonna use charcoal - a big stick of black stuff.

NARBI: And we've got an eraser.

MC: Yeah.

We have a blank piece of paper.

MC: I've got mess on mine already.

It's gonna be a lot messier by the time we're finished.

Right, OK. VO: Oh mercy.

Just very roughly putting in... something like that.

That goes down and we've got that little ridge... Ridge of bricks along there.

And we've got that wonderful contrast with the sunlight hitting from that angle over there.

That'd be... MC: Mine looks like a television.

That's... That's alright.

NARBI: Could be worse.

MC: Yeah.

Now we're going up for the roof there.

MC: Dear.

NARBI: Very nice.

This is like a five-year-old, this.

Well I was thinking more like Joan Miro or Picasso or something.

I mean, that's what you were aiming for, wasn't it?

MC: It was.

NARBI: Yeah.

VO: Ooh, you're doing well, Margie!

Look at that.

MC: Shall I sign this?

NARBI: I think you should.

(THEY CHUCKLE) There you are.

A work of art.

NARBI: Fantastic.

(THEY CHUCKLE) Oh, it's not that bad, is it?

It's alright, yeah.

VO: Better than I could do - well done!

Charles meanwhile is traveling solo.

Nice daffs.

Margie is so young at heart.

She's wicked in her humor, and she's wild about antiques.

What more does a man want with a co-driver?

VO: A good sense of direction perhaps?

(HE CHUCKLES) VO: Charles is off to Amble, which sits on the Northumberland coast and is known as "the friendliest port".

This shop stocks antiques and collectables but also has a cafe - how friendly is that, eh?

Now, what will tickle Charles's fancy?

Nice tea cake?

Oh no.

Tea caddy?

Something he could drop?

That's so true.

VO: Aw.

Certainly is!

There's a real rich variety of objects here from the 20th century and a bit earlier.

But nothing's really giving me that impetus to buy or be inspired to spend big.

At the moment, I feel as though I'm walking around giving a lot of hot air.

(HORN PARPS) Like that.

Come on Hanson, think about it.

VO: Yeah, focus Charles.

Focus!

Look at this tray down here.

Gorgeous tray.

If you owned a country house in the Edwardian period you may have had your afternoon tea served on this gorgeous kidney-shaped tray.

Let's say I was butler to Margie Cooper.

Margie might say, "Hanson, where are you?"

I'd be like this in the Victorian time, saying "Yes, ma'am, what do you care for?"

It's only £42 but the condition is what really puts me off.

Just beyond this gilded brass handle here that's loose, you can see some of the gallery has come apart, so I think Miss Cooper wouldn't be very impressed with me if I brought this tray to her today.

VO: Not tempting enough, I'd say.

Unlike the cafe.

CH: Hello there.

DEALER: Hi.

Your name is?

I'm Tony.

Tony, is it your emporium?

It is, yes.

CH: Wonderful, wonderful shop.

TONY: Thank you.

I think I need a piece of cake.

I'll go for that one there.

TONY: Okey-doke.

CH: That's great, Tony.

Just out of interest, looking at what's in this cafe area here, are the objects for sale?

TONY: Yes.

CH: What's caught my eye is a table over there.

OK.

I might have a munch on my cake and go over there and look at that nice table.

CH: That's great.

Good.

TONY: OK, no problem.

It's a good job, this.

Thanks a lot.

Tony, this one here.

What I might do first of all is put my cake down.

VO: Don't step on it, Charles!

CH: Look at that color, Tony.

TONY: Yeah.

Yeah.

Look at the richness of the mahogany patination.

I would say, Tony, this table being used as an accessory would date to around 1790.

Wow!

It's got such rich history in its timber.

Yes.

Up comes my cake.

It's on a nice, plain frieze.

Nice tapered legs.

How much could it be?

Erm... what, £50?

Is that your very best?

Erm... no.

Would you let me have it for £30?

Does that include the piece of cake?

Tony, I will pay for the piece of cake separately.

Deal.

Like the cake, in a second, it's going, going... Gone.

Correct.

Sold.

VO: That's another buy for auction and Charles is done for the day.

Have a seat down here, admire my table, and enjoy the cake and, erm, look forward to a brew.

It's been a tough day today.

But the table's really good.

I'm really pleased, actually.

VO: That's today's buying all wrapped up.

What's the mood in the Beemer?

Do you know the way?

How far is it?

I think it's about 38.2 miles... MC: Really?

CH: ..from here.

VO: I don't think he has the faintest idea where he's going, Margie.

So, nighty-night.

Hello.

Good morning!

The sun has risen, the cock has crowed and our antiquers are back on the road!

Bless them.

We are half way.

Half way through our trip.

Dare I say it, in a footballing way, you have your half-time oranges.

Have you got an orange on you at all?

No, you got an orange?

Fancy one?

VO: Margie has the patience of a saint, doesn't she?

Anyway, yesterday she bought the masonic badges and took a punt on a brass instrument... Now, what the devil is that?

..leaving her just over £205 to spend.

While Charles had a punt on some Chinese gaming counters, a piece of Chinese porcelain and a demilune table.

It's going, going... Gone.

VO: He has £255.44 left.

So both have everything to play for today.

MC: The car is a little dream.

You drive it very, very well.

Do you like to eat sweets in your cab?

Yeah, I try to throw them in the back of the car, so that... CH: What do you eat?

MC: ..I don't keep eating them.

What do you enjoy?

And then when we get to the lights I go out and get them.

(THEY CHUCKLE) VO: Your secret's safe with us, Margie!

We're heading south this morning.

First port of call is Newcastle.

VO: And with Charles dropped off, Margie's moseyed her way to Ridley Antiques.

This shop is jam-packed with stock to suit different budgets - from cheaper collectables to high-end antiques.

After a spot of browsing, she's found a possible.

And dealer Mark.

Hello, Mark.

Stand by.

How cute is that?

Isn't it?

Little drawers.

Aw, that's abso... That was obviously for a little child.

What, 1880, 1890?

Yeah, I suppose that sort of... That sort of age.

That is so sweet.

£25 - that's so cheap, isn't it?

Er, I bought one earlier in this trip.

And I was really pleased cos it was so right and it was so nice.

MARK: Mm.

MC: And it scraped a profit.

VO: Nice, but not for today.

What is this?

MARK: It's an interesting thing, isn't it?

So, it's a spotlight, isn't it?

It's some sort of headlamp or... Or spotlight.

It's got writing on the top there, which says... MC: Must be a big car.

Super Oscar Cibie.

MARK: Yeah.

MC: C-I-B-I-E VO: As seen in Le Mans and Monte Carlo, hee-haw, hee-haw.

Cibie's powerful headlights with their classic design are still popular in Motorsport.

Oh the glamor of it, eh?

MARK: And there's the... MC: Yeah, what's this?

The speedo to go with it as well.

Yeah.

And that... Oh crumbs, that's an old one, isn't it?

They came in together, I don't know if they're from the... MARK: The same thing, obviously.

MC: That's came out of an old... MC: Oh, it's got a cracked face.

MARK: It has.

A few miles on the clock there as well.

Yeah, 91,923.

So, that's 20.

MC: And that's 25.

MARK: And 25 for the headlight.

Yeah.

Right.

So what about... What about it for the two?

Is there a bit of an ease?

MARK: We could say 40?

(SHE GASPS) That's... MARK: I could go to 35.

MC: But then that's... MC: That's the... MARK: That'd be it.

MARK: That'd be it.

MC: Yeah, OK. Yeah.

MC: Let's have a go.

MARK: OK.

I'm not gonna shake your hand.

MARK: Right.

MC: Cos I'll drop me lamp.

MARK: OK. (THEY CHUCKLE) VO: That's Margie's second purchase in the old bag.

Great stuff!

Meanwhile, Charles is headed to the village of Swalwell, in Gateshead.

Swalwell is deeply rooted in the North East's mining history, where miners trusted each other with their lives, families looked out for each other and close-knit communities developed their own traditions.

One such local custom, dating back to the 1800s, is still alive and kicking.

(FOLK MUSIC PLAYS) Rapper sword dancing.

Look at that.

The footwork!

Wow!

The collieries may have closed but proud locals like the Sallyport Sword Dancers continue the dance passed down through the generations.

To learn more, Charles is meeting rapper dancer Ricky Forster.

CH: Tell me the origins of sword dancing.

From the pit community round this area, from the coalmines.

Erm, and it was done mostly at Christmas for to entertain the villages.

CH: Really?

And each village was so proud of its own dance.

This is where it definitely came from.

But it's spreading like wildfire.

It's all over the world.

VO: Sword dancing by soldiers is centuries old, but in the 1800s mining communities gave it their own twist.

CH: How did the miners contribute towards the evolution of this sword dance?

Well, they all wanted to sword dance but couldn't afford swords.

CH: Right.

RICKY: So, they got implements or bits of metal they could use.

CH: Like what?

This one is a hacksaw blade with the teeth ground off.

See, you can feel the edge of the teeth there.

I can feel, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yes.

VO: Later swords were made with more flexible steel, which led to more complex moves.

So, if I was a traditional sword rap dancer... Mm-hm.

I would bend that.

Yep.

And sort of dance like this.

Yeah, well you can bend them, but not only that, they turn.

You mean like this?

And what, do like that as well, sort of dance like this?

Well, hopefully up there.

Right, sorry.

Up like that.

Fascinating.

VO: Ha-ha!

Away from the coalface, in pubs like this, all over the North East, groups of miners became competitive rapper-sword rivals and it still continues today.

Ricky is part of the High Spen Blue Diamonds and started dancing 67 years ago, aged six.

Does it run in the family at all?

Yeah.

Way back with my great-great grandfather.

Your great-great grandfather?

Yes.

Come through from the 1800s through to the present day.

Still the family involvement.

Do you think you're quite a good rapper dancer?

No.

(THEY CHUCKLE) I'm desperate, Ricky, to have a go.

Count your fingers before you start.

Oh, don't say that.

(MUSIC PLAYS) VO: Looks easy so far.

MAN: Steady.

Coach and horses.

VO: Oh my word.

VO: Charles.

CH: Sorry, sorry, sorry.

VO: You be careful.

Oh, my God.

What is gonna happen here?

I bet he loses his head.

(CHARLES WHIMPERS) VO: Hm, completely lost.

Quickly catch up, boy!

No!

Don't kick your leg up.

Dear, oh... No such thing as a quiet country pub in Swalwell, eh?

Thank you very much!

VO: Bravo, Charles.

Beautifully done.

Margie, meantime, is heading just north of the village of Bywell.

I wonder if she's missing her traveling companion.

Being with Charles can be quite like having a Labrador puppy in training.

(SHE CHUCKLES) Because he's all over the place.

But that's what makes him Charles Hanson.

And he's never, ever boring.

VO: That's true.

Malcolm Eglin Antiques specializes in decorative antiques and period home furnishings from as early as the 17th century.

Wow!

Our Margie has a smidge over £170 left to spend.

But how much is she willing to part with?

What a gorgeous showroom.

DEALER: That's very, very kind of you, thank you.

MC: Can we walk round together?

DEALER: Absolutely.

DEALER: Shall I lead the way?

MC: Yeah, would you?

What, is that empty?

No, it's not actually.

It's full.

It's as good as the day... DEALER: ..it was bottled.

MC: Oh my goodness!

1966.

It's a bottle of champagne.

World Cup year.

World Cup year.

1966.

And the day I got married.

DEALER: Yeah.

MC: Yeah, as a teenager.

There would be some champagne drunk that day.

There certainly was, yeah.

How much will it be, if I wanted to buy this?

I will offer that to you at £50.

Right.

Well I think that I should buy that bottle of champagne.

Well that sounds like a deal.

VO: The vintage champagne is hers.

But what else will catch Margie's eye?

MC: Marbles.

A bowl of marbles.

DEALER: Yeah.

VO: Well, I never.

What fun.

They came in a box of other bits and pieces that someone just wanted out of the way.

Right.

They're quite collectable, aren't they?

Well yes, they are.

VO: Though similar games have been played for thousands of years, the Dutch in particular in the 16th century ground down some semi-precious stones like marble to produce little balls.

MC: So how much would those be to me?

There's 30 quid on the ticket.

I'll do those for 15 for you.

Gives you a real chance, it gets rid of something for us and... (SHE CHUCKLES) You make me feel like the binman.

VO: Like no binman round us, I tell you.

Let's have those as well.

OK?

VO: He-he!

Put the champagne on ice then.

Until auction anyway.

As those two buys and £65 conclude Margie's shopping.

Steady as you go, girl.

Charles, though, is racing against the clock in North Shields.

What can he find before closing time at Huscroft's Decorative Salvage?

Looks fun.

I'm surrounded by objects which are modern, industrial and really at the cutting edge of an upcycler's marketplace.

VO: Charles has just over £255 left to spend.

Some lovely objects at this level.

But down by the radiator is this Vaux's Stout sign.

And I know Vaux's was a brewery, which opened in 1806 and closed in the mid 1990s.

What makes this enamel sign so impressive is its size.

But also, look at how the rust has taken its toll.

Good object.

There's no price on it but it would be, certainly, 1920s.

And I'm in need of the price.

VO: Best get dealer Max then.

Max, follow me.

What I've seen, if you come round here... Have a guess what I've seen.

MAX: Would it be this sign?

CH: Yes, it is.

Well it's a good size, for a start.

And it's got some local history to it.

Exactly.

Because Vaux is a Sunderland ex-brewery.

That's right, yeah.

From the early 1800s.

It's amazing.

And it has great history, great heritage.

I suspect it's probably second-quarter 20th century, 1920s.

MAX: I think you're about right, yes.

Thereabouts.

There's no price on it at all.

Right.

What would you be asking for it?

I've got 330 on it.

I think we can do something.

What's your very best?

I would do that for 200.

CH: Really?

MAX: Yeah.

And it still gives you a bit?

It does, yeah.

You're a really fine man.

I'll take it for £200.

And whatever happens, I bought something rich in local heritage, and I can stand loud and proud.

Thank you very much, Max.

VO: It's Charles's most expensive buy.

And SIGNS off his shopping too!

Who writes this stuff?

CH: 60, 80, 200.

MAX: Thank you.

CH: That's great.

MAX: Thank you very much.

CH: Thanks Max, very much.

I'm OK - I think I can carry it out.

It's not too heavy, is it?

I'll... No, it's OK. Max, if I take it, I'll wish you a good day and, um... Do you enjoy stout, by the way?

MAX: Very much so.

CH: You're a good man.

CH: Me too.

All the best.

MAX: Pleasure.

Thank you.

CH: See you.

Bye!

MAX: Bye-bye.

CH: Gosh, it's a bit heavy.

VO: Right.

The spending sprees are over - it's time for auction.

We're going to Burnley in Lancashire.

Now, aren't you from near there?

Yeah, I'm from all over Lancashire.

Can you give me some local Burnley twang?

BURNLEY ACCENT: Going Burnley.

Going Burnley.

We're going to Burnley.

Yes, yeah.

Yeah.

And we're going to have a right nice time.

A right nice time.

That's it.

VO: Aye, you will that.

Now, better get some shuteye.

Good morning from lovely Lancashire.

Our pair started in Alnwick, gadded about Northumberland and Tyne and Wear and have headed south for auction in Burnley.

VO: Today our hosts are Bank Hall Auctions, and the sale's online too.

MC: Here we go again.

CH: There is nowt to worry about in Burnley.

MC: Nowt to worry about?

CH: No!

Cos I mean, you're a local Lancashire lass.

MC: I am.

CH: Go with the flow.

MC: Yeah.

CH: Go on.

In you go.

Got all my friends in here.

CH: Go with the flow.

MC: All with their pockets full.

Oh no.

VO: Charles spent £302 on five lots.

What do you think of them, Margie?

That's fantastic.

I absolutely love that.

It's really annoying me to say "well done", but... Well done.

VO: Margie was more frugal than Charles, spending £131, also on five lots.

I kid you not - sometimes the secret of making a profit is in the handshake with the dealer.

And, Margie, you bought these for only £25.

To me, they're full of masonic mystery.

And looking at that bag, there might be lots of love in the room for this lot today.

Fingers crossed then.

But what does auctioneer Emma Foster think of our pair's buys?

The speedometer and the light, nice items for the vehicle collector, of memorabilia and things.

Er, the light is in good condition.

The speedometer does have a slight crack in it, which probably might reflect on its price.

The blue and white dish.

Now, I should imagine this is gonna get quite a little bit of interest.

There is slight damage to it but because of its age, you kind of expect that, don't you?

So yeah, another interesting piece.

We'll see what it goes for.

How you doing, guys?

How you doing, boys, OK?

(THEY CHUCKLE) VO: Right, park yourselves, you two.

Here we go.

How you feeling?

Good?

Yeah.

VO: First up, it's Margie's collection of Masonic badges.

60 in the room.

60 in the room, 65 on the phone.

Margie, you're flying.

70 in the room now, 75 on the phone.

80 in the room.

80 in the room, 85 on the phone.

Oh, Margie Cooper.

Hey, the drinks are on me.

We're at 90 in the room.

Any further interest?

At 95.

CH: Yes, over here.

EMMA: 95, new bidder.

Got him.

We got him, Margie.

100 if you like.

Go on!

You're being a good sport.

You're being a good sport.

CH: Go on.

EMMA: I'm at 100 then.

Are we all done?

MAN: 105.

MC: 105?

Oh, take it.

Take it.

It's worth it.

EMMA: 105 seated.

MC: Go on.

110 standing.

115, I'll go 115 if you like.

CH: Wonderful.

MC: I thought they were good but not that good.

EMMA: 110, then.

Last chance.

CH: One for the road.

Selling at 110.

(GAVEL) CH: Brilliant.

Get in!

MC: Yeah!

VO: A fantastic start for Margie.

What a profit, eh?

Well played.

Brilliant.

VO: Next up, Charles's Chinese gaming counters.

EMMA: £22 online.

CH: Come on, internet.

24 now.

24 in the room.

Come on through.

24 in the room.

CH: Oh it's tough.

EMMA: 26, 28.

Come on.

30, 32.

CH: Come on.

EMMA: 36, 38.

CH: Keep going.

EMMA: 40.

42.

CH: Keep going.

EMMA: 44, 46, 48.

EMMA: 50, 55, 60.

MC: That's enough now.

MC: That's enough.

CH: Keep going, keep going.

75, 80.

EMMA: 85, 90.

CH: Keep going.

MC: Oh no.

# Chip, chip, chip, chippy... # 105 if you like.

EMMA: I'm at 100 seated.

CH: Chip... Go on!

CH: Keep going.

Keep going!

EMMA: Looking for 110.

CH: Keep going!

EMMA: 100, looking for 110.

CH: One for the road.

EMMA: Are we all done?

Selling at 100.

VO: Another cracking profit!

Ooh, this is exciting.

# We're in the money, Margie # We're in the money.

# Well done.

I can't believe it.

That's brilliant.

VO: Now, will Margie's speedometer and headlight race to a profit?

Starting this at £5 online, looking for six.

MC: Oh, you're j... EMMA: Six in the room.

Seven, eight, nine.

MC: Oh no.

EMMA: Eight in the room.

EMMA: Looking for nine.

MC: Oh!

Nine, new bidder.

10, 12.

MC: I've seen those go for 75 quid.

14, 16.

18, 20.

22, 24, 26.

EMMA: 28, 30.

MC: I'm worn out.

32?

I'm at £30.

Looking for 32.

Are we all done?

Selling at 30.

(GAVEL) VO: Bad luck, Margie, my dear.

I'm bitterly disappointed.

Margie, that spotlight was on you.

VO: Now, pipe down everyone.

Charles's straw pipe's up next.

20, looking for 22.

22 in the room.

24, 26, 28, 30, 32, 34, 36, 38.

40, 42, 44, 46.

48, 50, 55.

MC: Oh it's nice, you see.

CH: Go on!

It's a good thing.

EMMA: Looking for 60 now.

55, looking for 60 now.

Are we all done?

Selling at 55.

(GAVEL) VO: Modest profit.

Nice find though.

I can't grumble with that, Margie.

I just love it and well done for buying it, darling.

VO: You guys are just the kindest competitors ever.

Next, Margie's marbles and dish.

£3.

Oh.

Three I've got, looking for four.

MC: I've sold them.

EMMA: Four upstairs.

Five.

MC: Yeah!

CH: You've sold them.

EMMA: Six, seven.

MC: Go on!

I'm at six, looking for seven.

MC: Seven!

EMMA: Seven on the phones.

EMMA: Eight, nine.

MC: I'm on the phone!

There's a phone bid.

There must be a rare marble.

MC: There's a rare marble.

EMMA: 10 in the room.

EMMA: 12 on the phone.

CH: That's good.

MC: You know, I knew it was a good purchase.

CH: Good results.

Put it there.

Any further interest at 14?

EMMA: 14 in the room.

MC: 15!

CH: You've broken even.

MC: 15!

16 on the phones.

MC: I've made a profit.

VO: You've done well.

I'm at 16 on the phones then.

Are we all done?

CH: Go on.

One more sir, one more.

Selling at 16.

(GAVEL) VO: Well, a £1 profit's still a profit, I suppose.

MC: That's a relief, isn't it?

CH: Margie, I would never say you've lost your marbles.

You have now.

I can't believe it.

They've sold!

VO: And hopefully Charles's Chinese porcelain will too, up next.

30 in the room, looking for 32.

32's on the phone.

CH: Go on.

EMMA: 34.

Oh.

Well... Over here.

Go on, lad.

38.

New bidder at 40.

42, 44, 46, 48, 50.

I'm at 50 seated in the room.

EMMA: Looking for 55 now.

CH: Go on!

CH: Good lad.

EMMA: 55 on the phones.

MC: Well done.

EMMA: 60 in the room.

Telephones are out.

60 in the room.

Any further interest at 65?

MC: Well done.

CH: Thanks, Margie.

Selling at £60.

(GAVEL) VO: Nice work, eh?

Charles is on a roll now.

MC: Well done with that.

CH: Thank you.

VO: Next up is Margie's vintage champagne from 1966.

World Cup year for England - let's hope it scores, eh?

We're straight in at £55.

60, 65 online now.

You've done it.

75's there, looking for 80 now.

75, looking for 80.

Are we all done?

MC: Yes!

CH: Dare I say it Margie...?

EMMA: 85 online.

CH: Amazing.

Looking for 90.

Last chance to get in, it's here to sell.

Selling at 85.

(GAVEL) VO: Oh, you can pop your cork now, Margie.

What a result, eh?

It's because of the date, isn't it?

That means a lot to some people.

Of course it does.

The World Cup.

That champagne moment, but far more... Oh, that was wonderful.

..for you and your wedding to Terry.

BOTH: Aw!

VO: Aww!

So romantic!

How will Charles's demilune table fare?

Online at 10, 12's there now.

Looking for 14.

That's so sad.

It's sad, isn't it?

14 in the room, 16 online.

18 in the room now.

20 online.

22 in the room, looking for 24.

CH: Go on!

EMMA: 22, looking for 24.

24 online.

26 in the room, looking for 28.

CH: Go on, internet.

Any further interest?

At 28.

Go on, internet.

Go on.

30, looking for 32.

Go on, internet.

Three, two...

Yes!

Got it.

Will you put your hands away?

Sorry.

If we're all done then?

Selling at 34.

(GAVEL) VO: A teensy profit, but a profit nevertheless.

The drama, Margie, the emotion.

VO: Right, Lord knows what it is or it's worth.

But is there a bidder or two who might know?

10 we've got seated here, looking for 12 now.

And 12 on the phones.

14.

16 on the phones, 18 seated.

20 on the phones now, 22.

Means something to somebody.

24, 26.

28 online now.

Yeah, this...

This might move.

30 in the room, looking for 32.

Do you think somebody's taken a punt?

They don't know either.

EMMA: 34?

MAN: I'll do it at 33.

Oh my goodness.

(LAUGHTER) 33 Margie.

That's live at 33.

EMMA: Love it.

33.

I'm selling at 33.

(GAVEL) VO: Formidable!

That's a relief.

How do you feel?

I'm really pleased with that.

VO: And so you should be.

Still don't know what it is though.

Ha!

Now, Charles's brewery sign, his biggest spend.

Will the gamble pay off?

We're at 65 online, 70 on commission.

CH: Needs to move.

Oh, sorry.

EMMA: 75 online.

80 on commissions.

80 on commissions.

85 online, 90 on commissions.

95, 100, 110, 120, 125 in the room, 130 online.

Might as well go... Well, OK, 135, 140.

CH: Go on.

145 if you like.

We're at 140 online.

CH: Sit it out.

Go on.

EMMA: Move here at 150.

140, 150 in the room.

160 online, 170 in the room.

Looking for 180.

CH: Go on.

MC: You're getting there.

170, 180 online, 190 in the room.

190 in the room now.

CH: Go on, go on internet.

MC: Sh!

200's online, 220 in the room.

Go on, internet.

240 online, 250 in the room now.

250 in the room, looking for 260.

Selling in the room at 250.

(GAVEL) VO: Well, he can be proud of that.

In fact, well done to you both.

Everything has almost made a profit.

It's been a hot day here in Burnley.

It has.

Like a hot... MC: Yeah.

CH: ..pot.

Margie, that's a Lanc... That's the other thing we love in Lancashire... MC: Yeah?

CH: ..is called a hot... MC: Pot.

CH: Exactly.

And on that note... A Lancashire... CH: Hot... MC: Pot.

And finally, do you fancy a hot... Pot.

CH: Because I do.

MC: Yeah, OK. Come on, let's go.

VO: Now, before you skedaddle, let's do the sums.

Margie's made money on all but one lot, making her, after saleroom fees, a profit of a few pence over £93.

She has £330.62 to spend next time.

VO: Charles, however, is still reigning supreme and has stretched further ahead.

After fees, he's made just over £107 today.

It means he takes £464.62 on the road next time.

Didn't they both do well?

So Margie... MC: That was alright.

CH: ..that hotpot.

MC: Yeah?

CH: Lamb, what else?

MC: Yeah.

Onions.

What else?

MC: Carrots.

CH: Yes, what else?

Ah!

Come on!

Let's go.

VO: Next time on Antiques Road Trip... (THEY CHUCKLE) ..our happy duo travel in Yorkshire.

BOTH: # Oh, the grand old Duke of York... # Margie has a good old butcher's... Three pounds of roast beef and a rabbit.

..and Charles gets a whiff of history.

Ooft!

That really smells.

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