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I really like that little door within the door. Too large for a peephole, but accomplishes the same purpose I assume. Although it is set fairly low in the door, even accounting for the fact that people were generally shorter way back when.
No old knockers Yvonne?
It’s funny you should mention old knockers, Susie. Only last night I was thinking I hadn’t seen the Bad Crowd for awhile, and thought I’d have to dig out some knockers for them.
That little door is another puzzler, eh?
Perhaps the maid was really, really tiny. Or the Major Domo was Minor? Okay, I hear you groaning.
I wasn’t ready for those, Michelle!
Yes, I suppose I am part of the Bad Crowd. I have the unerring ability to lower the tone in any setting. I blame it on inhaling pressroom ink fumes for decades…;)
Tis just lovely!
Sure, and ’tis, Michelle.
What is it about doors that attracts us? I have so many pictures of doors in Europe and Africa. I thinks it’s not just the doors themselves, but the mystery of what might be found behind them.
Architectural features such as doors, windows, chimneys, and so on, do seem to attract our attention, for some reason.
You can just imagine what used to happen when a visitor arrived. The little door would slide back and a big eye would appear with a “Who is it? What do you want?”
Yep, Yvonne, it seems it may be time for you to bring out ya knockers again!!! What can I say, it seems we all love ya knockers!
Oh, adulation! I’m all for that, Melissa.
Reblogged this on The Legion of Door Whores.
Grazie, cara Daniela.
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