When the new housing estate down the road opened up, they put some of those triangular plastic signs out on the main street for people to come and look at the display houses. Although we’re normally quite tolerant people, this annoyed us because a) one of the signs was too tall to see oncoming traffic over and b) we don’t want crappy signs on our median strip anyway. (We’re pretty anti-capitalist down here, you see.) So we wrote to the council and, although the signs were not strictly meant to be there, they never told the developers to take them away.

With the council’s lax attitude in mind, I decided that since the signs were on public land, they must be public property and thus fair game for me to nick. So I nicked them, and now I have two signs in my shed. Which leads me to:

An Experiment.

Hypothesis: our wickedly bourgeois local council turns a blind eye to corporate signs on median strips, but will immediately pounce on any sign bearing a humourous or social message.

Method: recycle the original signs to deliver a culture-jammed, or completely different message, then put them back where they were.

All I need is a few bricks and some ideas about what to put on the signs. Things like:

‘Such & Such Homes: what nature reserve?‘
‘Such & Such Homes: no ethnics in our neighbourhood.’
‘Such & Such Homes: always use a rubber Johnny.’
or
‘Such & Such Homes: and the truth shall set you free.’

Or perhaps just a nice message about what a wonderful day it is. I’m not sure if I’d be brave enough to go back there and put it up… but I might, if you can think up a funny message for my sign :-)