I didn't think of myself as an idiot, James. Driving by without even looking made me feel good. I haven't seen anything in the great places that I felt were better or needed more than the ones I own. Leaving one of the good auctions behind the padded leather door on New Bond Street a fews years ago, my wife asked, "You didn't see anything you wanted?" Nope. The spirit burns brightly as ever because I selected carefully for quality and tradition that couldn't be improved with more money or more guns. Almost like "The peace of God that surpasses all understanding."
