It gave me a whiff of a reminder of snowball fights as a kid in Stoke Lodge park in Bristol followed by a game of football played with an orange Frido ball that got punctured in the rosebushes but then repaired by Dad smearing a hot knife over the plastic.
There are bold, cheerful facades with whimsical trimmings, while others are partially hidden behind neat hedges, climbing ivy or fragrant rose, wisteria and lilac bushes.