Pram

We just bought a new pram. Oh, sorry, a stroller. It’s so much different from a pram, you know. The old one is on its last legs, that is to say, on its last wheels. Okay, so it’s not quite that far gone, but it’s getting there. We treat our prams rough.

So we splashed out on a pram that will last us for the rest of our pram-using years. The one we should have bought first. Boy, did we splash out. We got the deluxe model. The heavy-duty one. The Emmaljunga "Grizzly", it’s called. From Sweden. This is the Volvo of prams. It’s built like a tank, and is packed full of safety features.

It’s luxurious. And big. Bigger than some small cars, actually. I’ve seen traffic wardens eyeing it. If it were motorised (that’s probably an optional add-on) we could just about pile everyone into it for a spin. There could be complications if we put it on the road, I think we’d need to pay car registration.

And the price? People reading who aren’t parents may not believe how much we splashed out on this super-pram. Parents will know you can spend anything you like on baby equipment. This one cost us a mere A$399. Yup. Believe it. Thankfully they apparently have a pretty good resale value on the second-hand pram market.

From the manual…
"Before using your new stroller, please be sure to review the important safety tips we have included in this detailed manual. You will then be on your way to years of safe and reliable strolling."

Yes indeed. We don’t walk down the street with it. We stroll. We stroll down to the shops. We stroll through the park. Stroll, stroll, stroll, stroll, stroll.

Well, that’s it for now. Must stroll.

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