La brocante

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It's been a beautiful Easter weekend so far with temperatures in the low twenties - warm enough to go out for a stroll in a not to thick jumper.

My street is having what's called over here a Brocante; it's a sort of jumble sale where people empty out their cellars and lofts the result of which make an ad-hoc open air flea market.

There's obviously a fair amount of flotsam and jetsam ...



Old guys out trying to make a few bob ...



Surprising collections of things that strike me as being almost typically french...





Although i wasn't really on the hunt for anything, i was a bit on the look out for two bashed up old dining chairs (the more battered the better).

I hung around the old-toy stalls for a while listening to the banter and the haggling.





I was struck by a little teddybear peeking out, looking all lonesome and forgotten about.

It wasn't until i got home that i saw the wooden leg to the top left of the image ...