No one ever goes in, and no one ever comes out…

A close-up detail of a metal filigree gate, with empty land behind it and two sheds in the distance.
A filigree gate stands sentry on the almost-empty block

Around the corner from my house is an almost empty block of land, with locked filigree metal gates and a brick fence to prevent entry. I say ‘almost’ empty, because there are a couple of sheds at the rear of the property, one of which looks like it would have been the original garage.

Over the years, I’ve passed there at all times of the day and night, and there appeared to be someone living in one of the sheds. There would be lights on in the right-hand building, or you would catch a glimpse of someone moving behind the shade cloth screen that has been erected in front of it, and then … nothing. Until the chains and locks appeared on the gates, that is.

I’ve seen no sign of life since.

It makes me think of the chocolate factory, in Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator, but I doubt, somehow, that the locked gate hides odd little orange people making chocolate and lollies, and singing rhyming moralistic songs to hapless visitors…

Funny what tangents your mind can take you on when you see a locked gate…


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One response to “No one ever goes in, and no one ever comes out…

  1. Post the address to this place.

    If there are chocolates inside, I need to investigate…

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