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The Sea-Farers Trunk

Updated on September 26, 2014

The Sea-Farers Trunk

The month was November in the Year of 1976.

The place was Jersey in the Channel Isles.

I loved my Antique collectors shop there were always interesting people to chat with. The majority of customers were locals (Jersey) and lots of 'Mainland' people from the U.K. with a mix of Italians, Portuguese and French.

This particular evening I had just locked the door when I saw a woman peering in. I unlocked the bolt and invited her in. She was French and ,I noticed,very stylish.

She didn't speak English nor I muchFrench!

For a while she just walked around and collected items as she moved around the shop placing them carefully on the counter without any sort of sign to me. She just piled up more items. I was used to this, it is the French way !

I relaxed with a book and let her browse. Sometimes people just want to go in their own world and concentrate on the items on display. I was interested in what sort of stuff she was looking at. Then ,as she was 'gathering' so much, I began to wonder if she was opening a shop herself ?

She had picked up vases by Clarice Cliff, some Majolica,Old Doulton, Wedgwood,Chinese pots and lots of stuff I cannot remember now such as old rouge gold,sheffield silver, old post-cards and so much more.

I was beginning to feel tired and hungry------the feeling one has when other things need to be done---important things like check the children and feed them,see to the dogs-I lived upstairs in the large flat with Husband and Three children and Three Boxer dogs with pups on the way.

I was feeling that maybe I shouldn't have opened the door to this Frenchwoman.

I picked up my courage and with mixed feelings-didn't want to lose a sale-signed to her that I was closing now........

Luckily I heard the old car pull up and the pressure went as I heard the Front door open then close as Husband had returned from the auction. I could now concentrate on my customer.....

Pleasure


I was now relaxed and enjoying the prospect of what was looking like a very lucrative sale.

I could give my full attention to my customer.

She walked over to a very old and beautiful sea-farers trunk. She opened it,she sat on it,she fell in love with it. She then opened her hand-bag and took out cheque-books and notes . I was generous with the reduction on her bill as she had many purchases. The two of us spent a good hour wrapping and placing the items very safely and securely inside the old trunk.

She paid me in cash and carefully took details of the shop address and told me when she would send the carriers to collect the trunk. I sadly looked at the beautiful trunk feeling already its loss !!


-Ghost-

The day never came. The days turned into weeks . My worry was increasing as I received 'No' from all the local dealers as I made my enquiries about the mystery of the French woman.. Nobody else had heard or seen of her, she was a mystery! I put out enquiries to the antique trade re. transporters and hauliers in the Island all to no avail !

It was as though she were a ghost


A few years later I sold the shop to another dealer leaving the trunk and contents in his trust.Every now and then I would think of the Frenchwoman and wonder what became of her!?

Thirty years went by I had moved home many times. Sadly a few months ago I inherited my Brothers farm in Southern France. I fell in love with the area and all it's sweet and nostalgic antique shops. The month we moved in was memorable. The house,an old farmhouse was large with barns and another house attached to the barns. We were so busy we put off any further investigation of this second house.

We had been in the house Two weeks when we decided to investigate the barns and attached house. We spent ages in the barn admiring all the old machinery and cars then we found a ladder which we would need to get up to the house(usual practice in old French places) I held the ladder whilst husband climbed up then I followed. It was unexpectedly bright and sunny in the old house. It was full of very dusty old bottles,stoneware and glass...... I was now staring in astonishment at an object my husband was pointing at !

It was indeed the captains trunk.................................























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      jandee 4 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello Travmaj,

      thanks for nice comment-must visit your page,

      best from jandee

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      travmaj 4 years ago from australia

      This story is fascinating - so enjoyed reading it and what an amazing coincidence - I do I want to ask if, once you found the trunk, you found out more about the mystery you weave. Go on, tell us...

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello Junko,

      yes it was the trunk . Thanks for reading.

      jandee

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      junko 5 years ago

      You left me hanging and wondering about that trunk. Was it the trunk?

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello James,

      thanks for that nice comment ..........

      regards jandee

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      James A Watkins 5 years ago from Chicago

      I enjoyed reading your really cool story. Thank you for the good read.

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello Eddy,

      thanks ! Have you been away ? I am in France for the summer.

      keep well,

      jandee

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      Eddy Jones 5 years ago from Wales.

      Very beautiful my friend and so nice to be back reading your work once more.

      Here's to so many more to come.

      Eddy.

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello ahorse,

      thanks for nice comment,

      best from jandee

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello ahorse,

      thanks for nice comment,

      best from jandee

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      ahorseback 5 years ago

      Beautiful my friend ! awesome .

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Off to France in the Morning Graham(held up for a fortnight waiting for car cooling system,trust ebay) will think of good part 2 on me travels eh!!

      thanks for reading and nice comment,

      best from jandee

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      Graham Lee 5 years ago from Lancashire. England.

      Hi Jandee. I was there! What happened next ? Tell us more.

      Graham.

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello Peg, thanks for that. Nice to hear from you(once you've been in retail you can do anything eh!)

      best from jandee

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      Peg Cole 5 years ago from Dallas, Texas

      I was with you all the way Jandee, as the woman entered your space, then took up your time. It was a bright reminder of retail business when customers come in at the end of the day. And I loved the twist in the story at the end. Very nostalgic and memorable. I would love to read more of your Antique tales.