vrijdag 10 augustus 2012
Where dreams come true.
When I moved from my parental house to our capital Amsterdam, the first thing I said was: I want a bigger bed. At the same time a woman from my mothers work was going to move to, but she moved into an elderly home. Because this lovely woman knew I love old stuff she asked me if I wanted her bed. So there it is, a bed which is taking half my room but with beautiful woodcarving. The woman bought this bed with her husband in 1952 in a little furniture store in our village and used it ever since. I don't know if I want to know what happened in this bed in all these years, but I know I want to make my own memories in it.
bought at: Furniture store age: 60 years old bought for: for free