Rupert the House
“The Lowlands,” I said in a funny voice. I was reading the small wooden sign that hung above the door of a house we were walking by. A woman kneeling in the garden looked up at me and scowled. “I didn’t notice her there,” I whispered to my husband.
Houses have names here. I like to say their names aloud as I pass them on the road. Sometimes I get caught.
Not all houses have names. Houses in the countryside are more likely to have names than houses in the city. Watford isn’t the countryside, but there are still quite a few named houses here. I wonder where these names come from.
My husband has a friend who lives in a house called The Red Admiral. This is a particularly funny name to me because the house is white. Maybe it was red at some time.
When we buy a house I want one with a name. I could always name it myself. I think Rupert is a good name. What do you think?
