Door to nowhere

Visited my parents down on Romney Marsh this weekend, and after stopping off for a lovely ploughmans lunch and the world's sourest plum crumble at some nearby tearooms, I was taken down Donkey Street in Burmash to investigate some mysterious goings on.

This shot was taken approximately here and the neighbouring telegraph poles also have other apparently random paraphernalia attached to them. Nobody knows the meaning or the origin of these mysterious objects, but local rumours have pinpointed the Romney Marsh Riders as being possible culprits, although why they would be attaching items such as doors, frying pans and toy snakes to telegraph poles, is yet to be determined.