Saturday, February 27, 2010

My heart went pitter patter

 Sometimes I walk around the boot sale and I think I'm not going to find anything. Today was windswept and a bit bleak. Then, just before the end, on the far corner of Ernest's table. Bagatelle game, 1940's. Still has all it's little iron balls in the nifty slidey thing at bottom.

1 comment:

philip said...

but why can't I play with it ?