If there’s one thing I enjoy as much as textiles, it’s rummaging through junk in search of a bargain.
This magnificent establishment within a church in Builth Wells daunted even my rummaging talents, however.
There was just so MUCH of it.
Local art, midcentury furniture, antiques, reclamation yard fodder and downright rubbish.
Piled precariously, in no particular order, on every available surface.
I could’ve spent a week in there.
I’m glad I didn’t though, as I would have missed the rather more, shall we say… curated delights of Hay-on-Wye‘s establishments.
Be it curated cabinet or giant junkyard, I can’t help but love it.