We have two old typewriters like this at the store.
My Mum reminded me that she took three of them to the dump when I helped clean out our family home 3 years ago. I feel sure that, had I known exactly what my father had laden up on his trailer that day, I would never have let this happen. In her 'younger' days, my mother was a court stenographer, so she was a bit of a whiz on a typewriter. I'd have thought she may want to keep one of her typewriters for old times sake. She was only too happy to embrace that newfound technology called a 'word-processor'.
Nonetheless, I was very pleased when I found this typewriter at an op-shop recently.
I bought it for its old-fashioned font, and printing inconsistencies, letters which jump, and some which like to position themselves half a space lower than the rest of the word.
All the little quirks that would drive any real typist crazy.
But what we really love about having it instore is the reaction we get from all our visitors as they jump on it, and remember the pre-computer days. Or, in the case of younger visitors, the most commonly asked question, after "where is the 'enter' key", is "where is the 'delete' key, because I made a mistake."
We like to leave it with a little question posed at the top of our paper.
And, spelling mistakes aside, we love reading the messages that get typed.
In response to 'make a wish', amongst world peace, winning lotto, & that the typewriter could spell, and perhaps have a new ribbon, Simon really wishes that Abby would marry him.
I hope she picked up the message.
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