It did not take long to realize that he new nanny in the old doll´s house rather preferred to play the grand piano naked than to engage in the training of the baby on the chamber pot! She took every chance she could.. One day, the master of the house came back from the office earlier than expected and sneeked into the living room and sat down trying to get a grip on the situation..
Things are getting complicated in the little doll´s house when the mistress of the household turns up looking for her piece of crochet work and finds her husband moaningly admiring the living room scene and the baby happily wetting the floor..
The end. The shake-up.
The the dyllic little dollhouse in the countryside is lost in irreparable turmoil...
Three pictures from my niece´s old fashioned doll´s house in Gotland in the state it was found when I photographed it a few years back. And sparked this mini story in my mind. I wonder if she has put things straight by now when a few years have passed? Or maybe she (now 11 years old) is not interested in dolls any more and the nanny is still there on the cold floor kicking? Legs in the air? And is the baby still wetting the living room floor?
