A really old door. I remember when it wasn’t broken (which makes me old in turn, I guess). And I remember the story that my father had to climb down from window to the floor inside to rescue my grandma’s cat. Because the door was thick and strong and already rusted then and nobody had a key.
This is the whole tower where this is door can be found:
And yes, that is the back garden of my parents’ house.
The tower has been restored last year. I don’t like the smooth surface now but it was possibly the only way to keep it safe. Anyway, the gorgeous view of the other side remains the same:
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That’s fabulous Elke 🙂
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It looks like the tower from the Rapunzel fairy tale, which was my favourite as a child 🙂
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Fabulous old door
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That is a wonderful piece of history right there. It might even be Rapunzel’s tower! Lol. What do they use it for now and was it used as a storage silo in the past?
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As far as I know it wasn’t used for anything once its function as watchtower as part of the town wall was no longer needed.
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An awesome relic!
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