The much-missed Haughley auction house and it’s junk yard.
When I was a student my new friend Ellie took me to the Haughley auction house. An eccentric old man who dealt with house clearances ran it. Whatever didn’t sell was simply thrown out back. We skipped the auction and went straight to the junkyard. Amongst the usual household furniture there was also garden sheds, a caravan, boxes of books destroyed by the rain and an organ.
These photos were taken on my last visit to the auction house and the first film I ever shot on my Diana. I took my friend James who was keen to find another organ (he didn’t). We did find a turntable and a load of old records, a tiny Jesus Christmas decoration and a vintage suitcase (which I kept).
Unfortunately we can never go back. When the auction house owner died his inheritors sold the land. From house clearance to a housing development.