Here you'll find secondhand treasure at the end of the charity shop rainbow.
It's held at the lovely old market hall in the heart of the welsh town - the giant kitchen things dangling from the ceiling are put up for the annual Food Festival in mid-september. Food. Another great reason to visit Abergavenny.
But I thought I'd save the Flea market for last, and started at the other end of town, at the Salvation Army shop. I have a soft spot for this one; it's been spruced up on the outside since I was here last, but thankfully not inside. Still old-fashioned, small, dark and fusty. I always feel hopeful when I walk in here. And sure enough I found this large flowery sheet. Probably use it for some soft toy making.
Now all you have to do is cross the road onto Frogmore street, and work your way up the hill towards the market hall. Happily all the other charity shops, bar one, are along here. There's Oxfam (best for books and bric-a-brac); the Wales Air Ambulance shop (furniture and occasionally some interesting retro china) I recently spent ages looking longingly at a set of 70's soup bowls with handles in here. I have nowhere to put soup bowls with handles.
Further up you'll find Marie Curie Cancer Care and Cancer Research (clothes), and closer to the hall, the British Red Cross, and the British Heart Foundation (more clothes), Barnardo's (great for books) and St Davids Foundation Hospice Care, which seems to be the place to go to get a decent secondhand sofa.
Abergavenny is always lively, and there's that strong sense of community you often find in a thriving market town. It's also in a beautiful setting, surrounded by hills. Fantastic walking country.
The only one not in this convenient straight line of charity stores is the Sue Ryder shop, near the Post Office. This is my other favourite. There's always a fair amount of furniture, the clothes are good (lovely Red Herring coat, yay! Size 8, boo..) but I usually head straight for the bits and bobs on the back shelf. The other week I got this salt box for £2, though having looked it up, turns out Mehl is actually the german word for flour.
This time I found an interesting little smooth wooden bowl with a ha'penny in the bottom dated the year my husband was born. Meant to be don't you think.
Charity shop crawl complete, I made a beeline for the Flea market. SO much to see. And in the interest of research I bought these lovely old playing cards for £1.50. Both sets are complete. I know this because I stood there like a loon and counted them.
Just as I was slowly, slowly making my way out, I saw a little book sitting on top of a pile of things, and the title caught my eye...
|The Verse Book of a Homely Woman|
'....the simple, straight-forward heart outpourings of an overworked, tired mother, yet full of faith and hopefulness, and cheer'. 50p only and I had to get it.
If Fay was around today I'm sure she'd have been a blogger.
I'm linking up with the Lulastic Charity Shop Blog Hop, and Liz's fab Magpie Monday. Top spots for nifty thrifting. Go see!