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Someone brought up to me the fact that scents are strongly linked to memory. The fact that these ponies currently smell like my grandfather's garage may be something that I would miss if I were to clean them up. I hadn't realized that until it was pointed out to me. Now I am a little hesitant to do anything to them at all! I think that the scent of gasoline may be what makes them special, oddly enough.
That makes a lot of sense...I have a lot of scents like that, sometimes I'll catch a whiff of something that reminds me of childhood and I wish I could bottle it and keep it forever. I don't think I own any physical objects like that though, so if you have something that triggers a happy memory, hold onto it! As long as the ponies aren't in immediate danger of moldering if they aren't cleaned up, no reason to change things if you think you will enjoy them more the way they are.
I think that it's just fate they ended up with you like that They've waited a long time - I'm sure your grandfather would be happy that they're now with someone who appreciates them.On the restoration, others are better fixed than me to comment I inherited some ponies from a childhood friend. They all have her name on the hooves but they were otherwise almost all in mint condition (Hopscotch's tail is a bit loose but otherwise that's about it). I played with them as a kid so consider them adopted childhood ponies and honorary parts of my childhood collection. The thing that made me happiest was that her adult Tic Tac Toe and my baby Tic Tac Toe - who used to spend nights sleeping over at each other's houses when we were kids - now live together in the same house