Single grandpa Harry gets up, makes his round along a storage yard for carnival floats, he has ice cream and pays a visit to the roller-skating rink. He waves at a ship. Does life still has something to offer?
Harry may have been a builder of carnival floats. Or a deep-sea captain. Or perhaps he just dreams of this. For one day, we accompany the elderly man, who doesn’t have much left to do. And he seems to be quite all right with that. Is he the elephant from the lyrics, looking for a place to die in solitude? Or does he possess more wisdom than meets the eye?