My father was in the military and my mom joined him soon after I was born. The area they lived in was very remote and there was little in terms of modern comforts. All they had - and could bring with them - fit into my pram, which later doubled as a wheelbarrow (my mom's words) because the nearest shop was a 40-minute walk through the forest and fields, something my mom did twice a week with me in the tow.
What a memento, that pram had a very fulfilled life, ingenuity on your Mum's behalf. Great storytelling, I love that you document your life for the future generation, one day they will show these to their kids, and the wheel will turn.
This page is absolutely fantastic. I love your element choices and the artsy bits. And what wonderful photos to be able to scrap. Thank you for joining the challenge.
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