Happy weekend friends. I'm reeling with excitement, not that it's a weekend but because I'll be taking you back to the old school. Hehehe. Well, that's what the Friendlymoose Photocontest New Round is all about. So get ready to ride with me. Lol.
I visited my parents yesterday and took out time to rummage through their house. How lucky I was to find these vintage items, and I'm excited to share them with you. I bet you'll be amazed by the things I found. 😀
Remember the turntable vinyl player. Yeah? These are the disc players. Found four of these in my dad's archive. They looked remarkably well-preserved despite being stored for years.
The turntable that once accompanied them has long been sold as scrap after a storm that hit our house, left it severely damaged.
A second find - my dad's trusty 3-in -1 rechargeable lantern comprising a cassette player, torch, and radio. The torch itself has both a fluorescent bulb and a normal torchlight.
Seeing this lantern, I couldn't help but reminisce on the days it was a thing, and how my dad was strict about it's usage. No one dared use it without his express permission. I'd say that he valued the lantern not just as a functional item, but also for the purposes it served - power supply during outages, radio and music player.
Another fascinating find was this old leather briefcase, dad's trusted companion on his countless trips for work.
I fondly recall the times my dad would return from his trips, and I'd eagerly await his arrival. I'd rush to greet him, and he'd hand over the briefcase to me. Feeling like a working class, I'd proudly carry the briefcase inside, and then place it on his desk. Lol.
As a curious cat, I even attempted cracking the combination lock codes, but it was a futile effort. There's actually a reason it's called personal security code. Lol.
And here we have my mum's oldie Butterfly sewing machine, a treasure to behold. Though it has been packed away for decades, the memories it holds are still vivid.
As a child, I recall watching my mom work on the machine and was captivated by how she effortlessly created beautiful outfits.
Even more, I was fascinated by the way machine worked and it sparked my curiosity. Under mom's guidance, I even got to try my hand at sewing - making my baby doll's clothes and even patching my torn clothes too. Thus, that machine became my introduction to the craft, but sadly, I didn't pursue it further.
But the most interesting thing about the machine was that I found ways to have fun with it. I'd use the sewing machine's foot pedal to mimic riding a bicycle. Oh my! 😀
Finally, the iconic black and white TV set, which still works, believe it or not!
My dad brought it back from the village, where it was used, and had it repaired. He'd be taking it with him on his next trip back to the village. "Old soldier no dey die." Hehehe.
There you have them - Vintage collections from my parent's home. They're more than just objects; a window into our history and a testament to the ingenuity of earlier times. I'm grateful to have them as a connection to the past, and glad to share their stories with you.
Thank you for reading.
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