The Cleaning Lady

Once upon a time, there was an Attic that had been abandoned for many years. Among the cobwebs, the forgotten toys, the trunks bursting with memories, strange and fabulous characters lay dormant, just waiting to take up their tale. All she had to do was open the door. As the door swung shut behind her, Petite Madame (who had merely come to do a little cleaning), found herself beset on all sides by a mad reel of the possible and the impossible, dream and reality, the wonderful and the everyday.