Monday, December 19, 2011

The Great Wall

Well, this is about as close as I could get these images together, but it is kind of fitting to have a little space between them because here we have a story about a Great Wall of Dishes. Too bad Mother can't join the gang in the living room to watch  - oh dear, what are they watching? Some twerp who clearly finds himself enormously funny. I don't know if you can see him looking all coy and cutesy. if not, you aren't missing much.

Mother, on the other hand, probably wouldn't care if they were just sitting there watching the test pattern. She just needs a break.

Can you imagine what sort of appetites these people have? They certainly use a lot of dishes, don't they? Why, they even use them to build room dividers. Yet there is only one armchair. And we all know who gets to sit there. So even if Mother manages to point to a Hotpoint (and how will they even see her pointing, by the way), she'll have to stand behind little Bobby and Jane.

If I were Mother, I'd also be pointing to a nice couch. Well, as I sneaked out of the house, I would. Because maybe they don't let that poor woman come into the living room, but no one ever said anything about the kitchen door, right? They wouldn't even notice I'd gone off to a nice cocktail lounge or a bar where there are lots of comfortable seats, maybe a television - and someone else to wash the dishes.


DearHelenHartman said...

LOL _ I Just used a crop of this image from my Saturday Evening Post Dec 1959 edition (or was it the 1950?) Anyway - you were MUCH MUCH nicer about mother and father than good ol' Helen was! What a hoot to see the different pov.

Tori Lennox said...

They probably had another chair or a sofa at one time but had to move it out to make room for all the dirty dishes.

Mike said...

I think Mother needs to realize that her family has stuck her behind her own iron (or rather dishware, in this case) curtain. And when she whips up some great meal someday, and she locks them out of the kitchen with the Dutch door while she eats it, she can say "what do you think that is? Checkpoint Charlie? Where are your passports?"