Here Be Dragons

This is Inglewood Road, a street not far from our flat. It's a little older than the street where we live, probably Victorian, lined with terraced houses on each side. I often walk Olga there, and the other day I took a stroll looking (just out of curiosity) for the site of a big neighborhood fire that occurred while Dave and I were away in Vietnam.

I found the fire-damaged building, but that's not the most interesting thing I noticed. There's something odd about these houses.

Most of them are topped with a finial. That in itself isn't odd -- many houses of that era have a little touch of decoration on the roof, usually a spire. (Houses on our street have pointy spires, in fact.) Along this street, the finial of choice seems to be a flower.

But two houses...

...have dragons on the roof!

They're right across the street from each other, and the only two houses (from what I can tell) to be so adorned. I wonder what the story is? Were the owners of these houses Welsh? Did they have to pay extra for their dragons? Inquiring minds want to know!