Yesterday I was so excited you could see the drool on my chin. My heart rate was soaring and my hands were all warm and clammy... the reason for all this panting and sweating was maybe not what you would expect.....

Yes the Mill Markets. What a place of wonder. Due to bureaucratic red tape they have had to move from the actual Mill in Geelong but have found themselves a new home in Newcomb which is conveniently but dangerously on route to the holiday house. I stood at the doorway and had to pause a few moments to soak in the scent of old wood, dusty nicknacks and moth eaten clothing. This place is like a shrine for someone like me. A glorious jumble of yesterdays finery and oddments. To complete my almost erotic pleasure - there is a cafe tucked away amongst the treasures! How good is that.

This place is MASSIVE so there is hours of spaced-out wondering that can be done.

To really cap off my day we headed to HOW BAZAAR on the way home. This gem almost eclipses The Mill as there is not so much stuff but it is all quality treasure. (no cafe though)

The kids and I spent a glorious hour sticking our noses into every corner.

'1000 square metres of fine antiques, used furniture, collectibles, books, and a few things we haven't quite figured out yet!'

I'll save our purchases for another day but let me assure you there are a lot more items with my name written all over them - if I only had a bigger car (and a bigger house for that matter).