road of many colours

I'd like to live on a road of many colours. In fact, I wouldn't mind owning a road of many colours, a little like Oriel College which owns these houses on Oriel Street in Oxford.

Coming up with colour combinations would be such a good distraction from work.

I could live in a house which matched my mood,

or my outfit.

 I could have a burgundy house for when I feel like drinking Pinot Noir, 

 

 and a jade house for when I'm feeling jaded.

 

I could do road swaps with people in Bristol and Notting Hill, Aldeburgh and Tobermory, or even go international and exchange with streets in Buenos Aires, Reykjavik, St John's in Newfoundland, Stockholm and Mexico. It would be brilliant, in more ways than one.