It wasn't my lucky day. 45 minutes in line with the book fairy who runs the book stall at Hillhurst on Sundays, fortunately he's not too friendly.
No great treasures, some beanie babies for the daughter (odd ones like Godzilla...), a small opal pendant, silver plate vase, a stack of books rejected by book fairy as unsalable.
Interesting books, possibly, 1st hand travelogues from the 50's, "The Ascent of Everest" by John Hunt, "Tibetan Marches" by André Migot, others similar.
I love 1st hand travel narratives, so despite the rather dated prose styles they should be enjoyable.
And the lottery, my theory didn't even come close. Still, to test this theory properly would take hundreds of trials and thousands of dollars, so perhaps I shouldn't give up so early....