I am unusual as a specialist on the Antiques Roadshow as I didn’t grow up with antiques. My parents were part of what we affectionately call the 'formica generation’, in that not only did they get rid of all my grandparent’s things but they paid people to take them away! My love of antiques grew out of my passion for history. In the 1960s I spent my weekends going to junk shops and buying inexpensive treasures and then researching them. I have always said if these objects could talk they would give us a fascinating insight into who made them, who used them and what the period was really like. I then started going to local auctions and I was hooked. All collectors are addicts – in the nicest possible way. To this day I find when I attend an auction, when my lot is coming up, I find my heart beats faster, my palms sweat and I glare at anyone bidding against me! When I leave to go to an antiques fair my husband always says “Repeat after me we do not need one more single chair”. But the joy of coming to a Fair is that you never know what you will find and the enthusiasm (and expense!) never diminishes.