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Friday, 23 March 2012
Day 83 Clock
The cuckoo clock was a gift from a Dutch friend; as you can probably tell from the length of the chains, it isn't a chain wound one, it has a little key, and I never remember to wind it!
Love it ! When I was little, we were going to Switzerland for camping holidays. One year, my parents bought a real cuckoo. I remember at each hour the wooden door opened and the little bird popped out, making this funny sound. To me it was the most magical thing in the world !
That's so pretty. I used to have a cuckoo clock- no idea when I came to NOT have a cuckoo clock!
ReplyDeleteLove it ! When I was little, we were going to Switzerland for camping holidays. One year, my parents bought a real cuckoo. I remember at each hour the wooden door opened and the little bird popped out, making this funny sound. To me it was the most magical thing in the world !
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a little girl a cuckoo clock of my own was my hearts desire. You have reminded me of that this morning :)
ReplyDeleteLove it ( i have always wanted one, maybe one day)
ReplyDeleteI love your cuckoo clock
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