SILLY WICKER PEACOCK CHAIR

You see me now sit on this chair, which I bought more than 30 years ago.
A chair I insisted I had to have at that time. We were furnishing a room and in a corner we placed my new acquisition.
It sounds silly and it is, but never someone sat on it, if not at the occasion that we celebrated a birthday, and all other places were occupied.
The chair came with us to Germany, and again it fulfills only a decorative use.
I carried it outside on the balcony, I posed on it, and Piet Hein took the photo.

Again a warm sunny day. We did not go for a walk.
I read some poems written by Jacques Prevert and I found on our shelves a little Penguin book written by Martin Esslin with the title The Theatre of the Absurd and started reading it with much enthusiasm.