Sneak peek page from something I’m working on. I grew up in a crazy old house build in the late 1800′s in Northern California that my parents bought for mere pennies before living out in the boonies was seen as a desired location. As a kid (and now) I was obsessed with all the weird idiosyncrasies of the house. It was a bit Winchester Mystery House combined with your grandpa’s attic and an old barn, the perfect real estate trifecta.
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That’s because it wasn’t a walk-in closet, ya silly.
Plus, if it were the Winchester house, you’d be hearing lost souls screaming in agony every night and walking up stairs going into blank walls and all kinds of goofy shite.
the Winchester Mystery house is more about its expansive architecture than it is the weird stuff. Sure she was out of her mind about the ghost nonsense, but visiting it, it’s more just about how weirdly constructed everything is
Hey! That little girl doesn’t even know what Turkish Delight is!
What a fibber…a dirty no good rotten fibber….
“…and still, i had no idea what the hell turkish delight was.”
Have you ever actually tasted Turkish Delight? Actually, the Fry’s/Cadbury’s (UK) version is pretty amazing!
Your first home, no matter how bad it is, is the best because as a kid you have an active imagination. I want to send a disposable camera to the street I use to live on (Suydam Street) and have the current tenant take a picture of what it’s like inside the apartment now.
I know I’ve seen a Turkish Delight. I’ve probably had one. Yet, I still can’t picture it in my mind because it didn’t fit my imagining of it when I read the book. Like my mind rejected boring reality for amazing fantasy… Hey! That explains a lot.
Wow, that looks a lot like the house I lived in for the first six years of my life. Cast iron stove and false front door and everything! Except this was in Massachusetts.
Turkish delight is one of the most cloyingly sweet, sticky concoctions ever created. It will turn you into rose and lemon scented human flypaper if you’re not careful with it. Having said that, I probably would have thought the sealed up door led someplace else too (though I was of the Neighborhood of Makebelieve persuasion).
Cool house, but I REALLY envy the deerstalker cap. I’d have killed for one of those when I was 10.
Is it a deerstalker cap? i thought it was Sherlock Holmes-ish. What do I know, Im a curmudgeon.
I really appreciate the ongoing Turkish Delight gag, somehow it’s hilarious to me.
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