It was tough getting up for the boot sale this morning, but when I saw hazy sun through the curtains, I thought I would go. There were a few old items there today, and nobody seemed to be particularly interested in them. I bought this huge beast of a typewriter. It was a bargain, if you like this kind of thing. It's in full working order, it has its bell and the arm pushes back smoothly. I could just imagine it in an old style newsroom or typing pool. The seller warned me that it was quite heavy, but I didn't realise just what a monster it was until I tried to pick it up to take it back to the car. I put my arms under it, braced myself...and nothing happened. It weighs a ton.
It's a tiny sewing machine with a miniature wooden bobbin on top.
And I also found a book about typography, a subject that I am geekily interested in.
Home again before the house had stirred. A good morning's hunting.
I can't believe it, not only did I learn to type on that old Imperial and used one in my very first office job, I also had one of those Vulcan toy sewing machines. What a blast from the past. Thanks for sharing this, you've made my day.
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That's an amazing coincidence!
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ReplyDeleteLoved your vintage treasure, doesn't it feel good when you find, such things.....
I remember finding a very very heavy singer tread mill sewing machine on a day trip once and having to carry around with me all afternoon after the charity shop closed for the half day!
Where their is a will, there is a way!
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Mariax
Oh yes, it is a thrill. I'm glad I am not the only one. I've hauled some strange objects home by bus, rail and car in my time!
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