A test for the imaginative: shop profiling. Imagine the ideal customer for a shop or business. My…read moreresults for Inner Space are as follows. - Male. Decidedly. Lots of battered leather furniture, chrome, and red. - Male with money. Lots of the pieces handmade, imported too, by the look. - Male, with money, no woman living with him. Don't know how many women would willingly abide with a zebra striped armchair. - Male, with money, divorced. Clean slate. He's gonna buy furniture he likes, goddammit! - Male, with money, divorced with slight anger issues. So what if I want a metal plated and bolted ice chest that looks armoured in case of invasion. Or maybe like the side of a WW2 era bomber. Aggression expressed through furniture? Don't be ridiculous! - Male, moneyed, divorced, working on his anger issues, needing company. Sets of 4 Japanese coffeecups, chopsticks and bowls. Just have to learn how to cook. Will someone teach me? Please? I've got really comfy couches? If available women start hanging out here in hope of a catch, I deny all responsibility.

No cats visible, but there is a wall of faux fur rugs identified by species. Who knew faux came in…read moreotter and Russian bear? As you walk in the door and try not to collapse on the cushy couches, you can spy a table of wonderfully stabby-looking bonsai scissors, a set of 'hear no evil' bunnies (bunnies?!) and then head out back. There's extra rooms down the wooden stairs stocking more furniture and home dec items. They vary in style and quality and are a mix of old and new. Given my druthers, I would have stumbled away with a Mongolian buffet and a gloriously battered leather wing chair perfect for taking up pipe smoking. Staff are friendly and cheerful and experts at shipping stuff anywhere. I wonder if a pair of those scissors in the handbag would be considered carrying a concealed weapon? Bonsai roots and malefactors beware...

A bit oh hum. Same sought of product line you see in most gift shops. There is a lot of stuff…read morethough and staff are friendly and helpful. Still a pleasant shop to browse through.

There's something, a sacriligeous twinge, about a converted church. Can't think of many that have…read morebeen turned into homewares stores. Past the box hedge and pansy border out the front, there's a churchful of soft furnishings and furniture. The staff were very friendly the other day as I wandered in, commiserating them on the noise from the roadwork. I peeked in the babystuff room for presents, shook my head at the scotty dog doorstop collection (what's with the scotty dogs? I don't get it) and admired some lovely sage green crockery. Speaking of, spotty seems to be in, spotty crockery is everywhere it seems, and there's some here too, perched above the wing chair, french 'home' perfumes (?!) and repro Tiffany lamps. Not really my style, but the staff were lovely, and they offer an extensive home dec/custom service if one's budget stretches to such things. I really marvelled at the freakish weird elephant in renaissance costume and ice skates doll thing on the bed in the back. I'm not making it up. Quite the incongruity. Life would be so dull if we all had the same taste...

Out of the various antique shops this is our favourite! They just have stuff that I would buy if I…read moreowned a bigger place! They even sell Chinese DVDs! How can you beat that lol

Ditch the mobile. I want the creaky wall phone on the left as you come in the doors. It's the turn…read moreof the century kind with a separate ear- and mouthpiece. I'm sure phone conversations were more interesting back then. None of this 'I'm on a train' rubbish. Clocks. Gorgeous antique furniture. Tiny little rooms filled with vintage clothes. Glass cases with bakelite bracelets and bizarre porcelain bric-a-brac. A lovely place to wander and gaze. The prices vary - I spotted an amazing, great big, blue kitchen table for what seemed like a very reasonable $220, and a hideous French knight on a steed brass sculpture thingy for $6600. Mmm, I'll take the table methinks. When I asked the man behind the counter when the store was open he replied in a booming French accent 'Eight days a week, young lady! We are slaves!' All with a great big smile.

I do appreciate treasure troves that would make Ariel herself jealous. Two floors overflowing with…read moreantique upon antique was fun, only slightly overwhelming and provided plenty of Annie Hall moments, awkward "racist: yes or no" banter, fingers, necks and lapels full of gorgeous jewellery, some seriously amazing senior photo/Glam Shots By Deb opportunities, and a stunning decanter. (Seriously. It's beautiful.) I too was asking myself "how many wonders can one cavern hold?" and I'd only seen the first floor at that point. I also appreciate affordability. I did a fair bit of antique snagging, but was only hit with a $55 bill. Prices are more than reasonable here. I don't appreciate rude staff. From the second we walked in we felt it - even the barristas at the attached coffeeshop were brusk. It wasn't blatant rudeness, but it was quite obvious the folks behind the counter (of both the antique palace and the aforementioned attached coffeeshop) were eager to get us out after what I have to imagine was a busy Saturday session. Or at least I hope this was the reason, because I really can't imagine the reason otherwise. It just wasn't the fairy tale ending I was hoping for. That said, you're not here for the customer service, you're here for the amazing antiques, so you won't be disappointed.

Great two story antiques and vintage mart. You'll find books, jewellery, artwork, plates,…read morefigurines, clothes and hats. Saw a lot of milk glass and wood furniture. Opens at 10am and closes at 5pm.