It’s quite simple. We buy what we like.
We believe that extraordinary items are owned by extraordinary people who live in extraordinary spaces.
We are driven by the passion to unearth and offer the most unusual, decorative and rarest objects.
Our house style is probably best described as artistic, theatrical and, even macabre.
We often get asked by our clients, “Where did you find that ?” The answer is always the same. Look hard enough and you will find what you seek.
The House of Antiques showcase and sell a carefully selected number of items at the well renowned Spitalfield Antique Market London every Thursday from 8am till 6pm. Why not call us to arrange a viewing and visit us in person.
If, in the unlikely event you find an item has been mis-described, for example in attribution, period, or maker, we will happily refund you the full purchase price, providing we are notified of the defect in writing within 7 days of receipt of the item.
Please contact us by telephone or email set out at the end of these terms and conditions with details of your original order number (Item Name) so we may assist further. It is strongly recommended you take out adequate insurance and obtain proof of posting as we do not cover these costs if an item is being returned to us.
You will receive a full refund of the purchase price of goods minus the carriage price.
Faulty or damaged products must be returned before the refund can be sanctioned.
By phone: +44 (0) 7568 151 752
By email: email@example.com
UK Delivery Service
We use a private courier who offers a safe, secure and personal service. They not only deliver our most fragile items but also some of our most expensive. We do not use any cost effective overnight parcel courier services and we believe in offering the best service as our items are very rare. GTS Couriers are a privately owned company so they cannot guarantee delivery in 24 hours.
Please get in touch with our main contact on 07854 949555 for a quotation from our offices in London to your location in the UK.
Nature’s first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower, But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf, so Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down today, nothing gold can stay.