So I went antiquing at Mizener's on Sunday. Mizener's is, shall we say, dedicated antiquing, in that it's an awful, muddy setting with a lot to hunt through, most of the time with no result.
There is one set of stalls which specializes in the mid-century Scandi stuff I'm after, so there's always something to be found. The rest of it is a bit rustic. But -- it's open all year round, and if you have the itch, you have to get it scratched there.
Anyway -- I found a little cuckoo clock. Ordinary cuckoo clock, one day movement. It seemed in pretty good shape, and it was listed at $35. I pushed a bit to far on it, asking if she would take $25, and we wound up on $32. It's missing the door, which is easily (or 'easily') replaced. The vendors were a bit antisocial -- little haggling, and gruffly giving me a plastic bag to put the clock in myself.
The movement seemed to work alright, for the limited testing you can do out in the wild. It cuckooed, which is a great sign. Timekeeping -- who knows? But usually if the one works, the other will as well.
Got it home, and the time portion doesn't run. We'll see if an oiling helps, and hopefully it does.
I, of course, need another cuckoo clock like I need a hole in my head. The plan is to get it up and running again, and then give it to the niece for either her birthday or her first communion. She has said that she wants a cuckoo clock. I asked her parents to confirm that that was OK, and... never got a reply. And he who is silent consents. Qui tacet consentire videtur, as the old folks say.
Hopefully I can get it running in time. It was a bit of a surprise to have fine cuckooing, but a stopping movement. If I need to get a new movement, then all of a sudden it's a much more expensive gift.
Dunno if the niece will want it in her bedroom after all. Not my problem.