Grandpa tells
It's always a party to be with Grandpa Joris. That's not only because of the inevitable piece of cake with coffee or lemonade, but Grandpa always knows to surprise us with true stories. His house is full of all kinds of objects that he has collected in his life. Memorns of all his travels and adventures, that's what he calls. We ourselves have the idea that they all come from the flea market or circuit, but we do not dare to say anything like that. The weather is nice. Grandpa is sitting in the garden at his garden table. Indeed, there is a big cake ready.
“So, are you there again? “
We nod. Indeed, we are.
“Grandpa, “I ask, “what is that long thing in front of the window? “