A Rare Opportunity to Individualise your Lifetime

In response to this post at Bat Bean Beam.

The fibreglass butterflies ascend
the front of the unit. There is a

flower-shaped windmill with a
happy face, planted in the ground

below. It rattles when it spins.
A small ceramic gardener displays

a length of butt-crack; china
flowers and toadstools inter-

mingle with the pansies and
lobelia. Once I saw a golliwog.

Hand-painted pins and badges stick
to the side of the letterbox like

fungus, though the back flat’s
portion is completely bare.

Tourists draw up in rental cars
sometimes, mostly visitors from

Asia. They take pleased photos,
stare at the proliferation. You

can imagine the owners’ hands by
night, extending through the front

window, affixing objects man- and
home-made with all the happy slap

and pop of a kitchen fridge-magnet,
a plastic suction-cup.

(Sadly, since the death of one of the owners, the house-and-garden that inspired this post is no longer clad in such an extensive range of folk decorations.  You can just see a remaining butterfly on the top right of the front wall in the slow-loading image below.)

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