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Tuesday, 25 October 2011

The Curtain and the Sky

An acquaintance pops by and is duly shown around the alambique – our little home. This usually takes about 28 seconds: stand in THE room, look up, look around, you're done. The more adventurous climb up to have a peek at our beds and bookcases (another 20 seconds max).

Then we have the usual comments (ranging from 'oh how nice' to 'where's the loo') – and that concludes the tour.

This lady had something original to say: 'why don't you make a curtain for the velux?' This sole observation was repeated insistently and obsessively, using every synonym, conjugation, abbreviation or slang provided by the dictionary to cover the topic.

I wondered aloud if a curtain was really necessary. That was a mistake and produced another wave of information and advice. I hmmm-ed and nodded. It didn't stop her. Eventually I assured her I had a sewing machine and the ability to sew a curtain. She left.

I stood there looking at the Velux. It showed the olive tree outside, clouds, a flutter of birds, red sun. Why would anyone cover it with a bit of fabric?

Oh well. De gustibus non disputandum est. One person's curtain is another person's sky.


At 26 October 2011 at 14:35 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

well done for chosing the sky, Monica! the lady must be of Latin extraction, Portuguese maybe? if not, Romanian for sure: my mother wouldn't ever have given up until I agreed to organise a curtain for that Velux!

At 30 October 2011 at 19:38 , Blogger emwolfem said...

Yep, there must be something linking Latin mothers and curtains... hmmm. Is there someone out there researching this or what? It might explain some unfathomable depth of the Latin soul! Or the fall of the Roman Empire? Or -at the very least- why these ladies are forever frowning at me...


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