The wagon/pram/carriage from 1954 that first cradled my mom (and later me on occasion) have been somewhat restored to it's former glory.Father-in-law picked it to pieces, ground away the rust, replaced the whithered panels and re-painted it in it's original color. The brake still needs some lovin' though, but it should be an easy fix.
This piece of history will reside on our balcony, far away from snow and rain (because it gets hopelessly stuck if there is an inch of snow, I've tried...), as soon as we've fixed it up. Nothing fancy, just lay some wood on the floor and maybe re-paint the walls. Pup will sleep in this during the day, outside but still not, since we have glass on the balcony. Every baby to ever be placed in this wagon have snoozed as if drugged... might come in handy =)
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