At the Flea-Market

Yesterday I decided to brave the very bitter cold elements in the North East of England and venture out to my favourite flea-market. You've seen this market on here many times before, it is situated under-cover within a railway station and has stalls on either side of the railway line. It was incredibly cold, so my friend and I split up to browse the market and hunt for treasure before meeting back up to head out to a nearby cafe for coffee and food. I didn't end up buying too much (I find it is either feast or famine when treasure-hunting) but I'll show you what I bought another day.