It was almost 45 years ago…. In that times school summer holiday started beginning of June and till October 1st I was in Grandma Country House. Days were so long, television just in the evening, and during the day time to be someone else: an astronaut coming from Mars, a rolling skate superstar, a horse rider on a black stallion. Me and Grazia, my cousin, like little small Thelma and Louise.
This wardrobe was there under the stairs in the courtyard, full of everything my Grandma was not willing to keep into the kitchen: old glass jars, wooden dishes, canes waiting to be used as support for tomato plants.
After so many years outdoor, the obvious thing would have been to throw it away – no big value, no fine wood, just poplar. But why? I’ve tried to keep it. Now it’s here again with me, it’s my small wardrobe.
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