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What I don’t like about the carpenter’s stuff is the durability – it doesn’t keep up with the taste of the times. The furniture from my childhood is still in good shape after fifty years and five moves. That can definitely also be a curse: at some point you don’t want to see it anymore, but you can’t bring yourself to throw it away. The ugliness of the 90s, meanwhile, has almost run itself to the recycling center after two moves.

True, I still have two cabinets, one about 100 years old and one about 200 years older. Indestructible.

They are then much older than oneself, and presumably "timeless." But the fact that furniture from my infancy should accompany me to the grave—and that the late sixties essentially lasted so long—I would find creepy.

Fits the retro theme. A woman surprised me today with the sofa for the kitchen. Well, it’s comfortable.

Woman surprised me today with a sofa for the kitchen.

Hm. Looks like a back seat on chair legs. Retro, yes, is she sitting there with a petticoat on?

Yes. And I put pomade in my hair and sing her Tutti frutti. When I was little, my parents already had such furniture too. Around 1965.