Old School Cool

Look at her lovely flared trousers! <3

My mother made them. (e: we were fashionable babies.)

So here’s a fun story: the rocking chair we’re sat on had metal activators. You can just see them, more under my left hand, and slightly under my sister’s right.

That’s obviously a hospital bed behind us. My mother says we were visiting my great grandmother in this photo. She would have been 70-80 in this photo, meaning she was born in the late 1800s. I obviously don’t remember her at all.

I do remember that chair. It played a nursery rhyme when you grabbed both armrests (making contacts you can see in the photo), and I thought it was like magic. I’ve no idea what it was or what song it played, my memory isn’t that good. But it was in an infirmary, and they had this chair for children that, when you gripped both arms, it would play a song like a music box. (e: thinking more, I remember a metal box roughy 3x25 centimeters of the same metal mounted underneath the seat.)

Children were housed there, and that’s likely why they had the chair, not for visitors like me and my sister.