What exactly is it with the Austrian obsession for keeping women in cellars?
... and two years ago.
(Memo to self: this could very easily become distasteful. Must self-restrain.)
Is it some kind of status symbol with neighbours vying to compete? Like garden gnomes, only more extreme? Could it become a national sport? Granted that on the Loopy Austrian scale from 0-Hitler, this guy is at the relatively harmless end of the spectrum, but even so.
Wife Rosemarie seems adept at the other Germanic national sport of Knowing Nothing, Not Even Suspecting.
"Ach! Rosemarie! Zat daughter of ours has left another grandchild on the steps for us to foster!"
"Tcha! That girl! She never writes. Could you pass the salt cellar?"
"Cellar? Cellar!? I haf told you never to mention ze cellar!"
My feet are straddling the border of fine taste. I will stop now.