On the walk into town (post office and bank and just a smidgen of shopping (well, we needed the birthday card and the daylight bulb was half price and the crystal body art tattoo looks fun)) I always look at gardens and window boxes. As Putney becomes more expensive and yuppiefied (in 5 years our flat has doubled in value and the corner shop sells not only Ben & Jerry's but Hill Station ice cream) there are fewer tangles of elder and buddlea and fewer windwo boxes with dead plants in. Instead it's fuschias, geraniums, pansies, lobeila, petunia, clematis and a lovely show. And in amongst the pheasant-eye irises and roses in one garden I spotted - a wodden giraffe nuzzlign at the window. It had woodworm and the feet were flaing away and all teh varnish was gone and isntead of vile and tacky it looked charming and muted.
things that really need labels # 8: temporary sticky tape