It happens every year, in some form or another.
You're walking down the street, and you see festive messages in a big loopy child's hand, in chalk on the road. It's luring you on, past the chuckling dog-walkers - until - you spy - what's this?
Monster bling!
Closer inspection reveals monster bling plus a baubly tree of Christmas goodness. We like the understated, modern look around here.
Step back and get a good view. Rawr!
I think it's the eyebrows and the star-for-a-nose over the gate that do it for me. Or maybe the flut-flut-flut noise the windmills make as you walk past on the way to the train, early in the morning.
blingity bling!
Across the road, there's a little house.
A week after the monsters made their annual appearance, large white letters appeared, hanging from the porch:
BAH HUMBUG
A week or two later, the big words sprouted lights and tinsel.
Bah, indeed?
5 comments:
Now that's funny! The delights of suburbia...
Hooray for Bling Crosby!! If only there was an excuse for it all year round.
That's fantastic. I'll have to come and have a look at that in person some time. Too funny.
That's absolutely hilarious! I just love what No. 36 have done - especially that you can see it during the day. Its so much fun! Definitely Bling with a capital B :)
We have a lot of very spectacular nocturnal display close to our place (note I didn't say at our place?!). Some of them have been "gnomed". That is, garden gnomes have been introduced on the quiet, onto roofs!
The Hedge Santas... I just laughed and laughed. I LOVE them.... the most creative Santa ever
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