Visitors to our home are often horrified by these 1960's prints of sad-eyed children and recall the urban legend of houses mysteriously burning down in the night if one falls off the wall.
As most people hate them the majority of my collection was found left over at the end of a jumble sale or given away free by car boot traders who've failed to sell them after months of lugging them around. You can find them on eBay but I find it much more fun to hunt them down in charity shops and jumble sales.
The majority are by Dallas Simpson, who painted from a caravan and sold her art for pennies. Most of us 1960's-born kids grew up with at least a couple of these on their bedroom wall before we replaced them with T-Rex and Slade posters.
My wall of creepy little darlings at the bottom of the stairs. I did fancy them displayed in the dining room with fairy lights strung around them to create a tacky treasure trove but Jon felt he had to draw the line somewhere.
What do you think, retro or revolting?