Michael Prowse, proprietor and auctioneer at Pilton Auctions, is rummaging through boxes at the back of his office – which is in a warehouse, up a wooden ladder and underneath corrugated metal and plastic roofing. ‘I’ve got something horrendous here,’ Michael says, ‘but its on it’s way to the bin.’ I’ve asked him what the strangest item he’s sold at auction is. He’s not sure, but he’s on a mission to find the strangest item he won’t sell. It appeared during one of Pilton Auctions routine house clearances.
I watched a man in his fifties arrive to collect half a dozen world war two German photo albums, which he put into a Finding Nemo bag
‘What is it?’ I ask, not sure I want to know the answer.
‘It’s the creepiest thing I’ve ever seen,’ Michael replies.
A glimpse of blonde hair is now visible behind the boxes he’s moving.
‘Oh no,’ I say, morbid curiosity rousing me to get a closer look.
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