Today we went to yet another flea market. This time in Lyngby, but it wasn't as good as the one in Holte. Too much crap and no treasures. An old couple almost barked at me, when I asked if I could buy their little anchor patch for 5 kroner. They seemed insulted.
It started raining, so we went to Holte instead, where things as usual were much better. I bought a navy summer dress and the cutest old brooch from the 40s.
An old lady and her daughter were selling it to us, and said that there actually was a story behind it. But just as the daughter was gonna tell it, the old lady told her not to. We were a bit disappointed and wondered why the story was so secret... But maybe that just makes the brooch even more special.