Its in the ancestral genes!
She may have even had later correspondence with C.S. Lewis who employed a wardrobe as a literary device.Who knows?
I am amazed at the spunk and pluck related in your stories about your Bavarian relatives.Its as if the Nazis could barely touch them.
They didn’t. Tante and Opa just didn’t believe they existed. Ignorance being bliss, he continued to make furniture in his workshop at the back of the house, and she buried potatoes in the cellar, next to the barrel of sauerkraut. A mat over the cellar door hid it’s exitance, and no one would have thought to search in the bathroom cupboard for that bucket of honey from her bees. Want to survive a war? Live in the country.