Cheeky

This shed has been gradually evolving over several years. It stands beside the very last stretch of metalled road before you reach the lighthouse. Even the road to the lighthouse has never been deemed worthy of surfacing and this one is surfaced only because, so the story goes, a bent politician wanted the road to his house upgraded and so persuaded the powers that be that the beach at the end of the road was going to be developed. Needless to say the beach at the end of the road remains rugged and unspoiled, thank goodness.

Building sheds without a building permit seems to be a local hobby. Frequently they begin life small and discreet and only become more flamboyant once they have begun to be etched in local memory as a landmark. This one started its life with a bang, being bright and shiny made of galvanised metal sheet. Back then it was about half the size it is now. The door has always been one that was re-used from somewhere else, complete with exterior postcard racks. This is the first time in a very long time that we have passed it at walking pace, slow enough to take in all its new details. It has now doubled in size, been painted pistachio green and had two re-used windows added, one orange, one turquoise. The windows are different styles as well as different colours and different heights. I imagine the pistachio green paintwork is intended to help this blend into its surroundings. I don't know the significance of the blue cross beside the door. Stone walls have been added below and behind suggesting some kind of confident legality which I very much doubt it has.