For quite some time I was dreaming of owning a typewriter. A real, old-fashioned one that still worked. I loved the thought of sitting at my desk, typing away notes, chapters and maybe the odd letter. It was a romantic notion, for sure. But still something I yearned for.
I'd looked on Etsy, but postage to get one shipped from America was costly, sometimes worth more than the typewriter itself! I knew that I wanted one, but I wasn't sure whether or not I would actually like typing enough to pay such a large sum.
Still searching for my ideal machine, one was spotted on gumtree, and it's whereabouts were local.
They had it listed for only $50, so a date was sent and I went to look at it.
The typewriter was in perfect working order, only in need of some fresh ink ribbons. Whilst it wasn't as pretty as I'd have liked, I couldn't pass it by at such a good price, what with it being local and all.
So home it came, in it's little carry box complete with original cleaning brush. I ordered new ribbons, and did some googling to find out more about my typewriter. Apparently this Everest typewriter is from around the 1930's - 1940's.
Installing the fresh ink was a somewhat messy process, but soon I was awkwardly typing away. I was at first touching the keys so gently that no letters or words were appearing. I'm used to the sensitivity of the laptop's keyboard, and it took me a while to warm up to hitting the typewriter keys with some amount of force.
I don't use my typewriter very often (might have to find myself a penpal!), but I love it just the same. I like seeing it upon my desk. And maybe one day, I'll purchase a prettier, coloured model, such as a Remington from the 50's. But for now I am happy with my purchase. And glad that I finally have a typewriter.
PS day 22 of photo a day - corner. Does the corner of my typewriter count do you think?