"My mother was about to make another brilliant maneuver in the legendary
battle of the lamp. The epic struggle which follows lives in the
folklore of Cleveland Street to this very day."
‘Don’t want to waste electricity.’
It finally arrived. I ordered it so long ago, I was beginning to wonder if it was actually ever going to come.
Tacky? Oh, sure.
Kitsch? Definitely.
Years ago, friends came over for Christmas dinner with a similar lamp. After a hearty meal, I looked over to see 4 grown men (husband included) huddled around said lamp in a chocolate-induced coma, staring glassy-eyed, mezmerized by it’s soft glow.
Another case of life imitating art.
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