OK, so here’s the thing. Bill Gates suddenly decides out of the goodness of his boundlessly generous heart to put $10 million in my bank account overnight, I fly to Cologne in the morning and get there by 11.30 sharp, in time for Uwe Breker’s 120th specialist auction in 25 years. I buy every one of the 80 typewriters that come up for sale.
“Tell him he’s dreamin’,” as they say in that classic Aussie movie The Castle.
Well, yes, I will be dreaming tonight – of all these beautiful typewriters going up for sale tomorrow.
You will be, too, once you’ve feasted your eyes on this little lot.
The 1882 Hammonia is expected to fetch 10,000-15,000 euro, which, depending on how Greece and Spain are going in the morning, is somewhere between $12,600-$19,000. The 1911 Olivetti M1 is expected to fetch 5000-8000 euro, and the 1947 Keaton music typewriter 1500-2500 euro. The 1879 Crandall is expected to fetch 6000-8000 euro and the 1906 Crandall Visible No 4 2500-3500 euro.
Some of the rest are within my price range, with or without Bill's overnight help. And gee whiz, I already have a few of these.
Now ... where's that damned private jet parked?