birthday cupboard

My other special birthday gift was this old cupboard. We saw it one evening on the side of the road a few blocks away, thrown out for bulk rubbish collection. Will rescued it wheeling it all the way home that night on a sack trolley down the middle of the road. He spent weeks in his shed cleaning it up; sanding off all the old paint, fixing broken drawers and varnishing.

I wish I had taken a photo before it was cleaned up, with its cracked white paint and awful big blue plastic handles. I would love to know this cupboards history. But it now has a new life as my wardrobe.