Last week on the train on the way home it struck me how unoriginal my neighbourhood was ... how the houses, letterboxes, everything really looks the same. Nothing seems different or original.
So I set myself the task of wandering around the neighbourhood and actually looking at where I live.
The letter box next door.
I didn't have much luck at first, and I wandered up and down a few different streets without seeing what I was looking for.
But when I'd given up and was almost home--walking past my next door neighbour's house to be exact--I saw their letterbox.
Absolutely gorgeous, and totally original and different.
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