Proof that it all comes down to advertising. He didn't even dicker on the price, drove in from Cochrane to pick it up, he asked how & why I came to have it (long pause...."um....."), I asked what his plans for it were - he has a friend with a plane, it would be a good dirt biking helmet, vague uncertain plans, he just knows that he wants it, exactly how I came to possess it....
Now this leaves me a table to get rid of, but I think I have an angle or two on that, then there's the Pachinko machine and the hanging brass oil lamp.
It's addictive, this downsizing, and I'll see how far I can take it.