I always look at people's fridges. I think they are as individual as fingerprints. Over the years mine has reflected the changing nature of the house's inhabitants. When we were homeschooling there was a constantly changing display of Piaget-like developmental art. Then followed writing and projects which later of course moved to other locations like the bookcases as they become too heavy to stick with even a heavy-duty magnet. On the farm, there were always fertiliser agent or stock agent phone numbers, and I've always been big on Sayings That Improve You. "Boost Your Self Esteem!" or "What have you done for yourself today?" etc etc. Good to have those little reminders that your yang (or is it yin?) hasn't been seen for five years, when you have 3 under 5 and live out in the country. Mine was probably hiding under some bed chatting to a dust bunny as big as a plastic inflatable Death Star.
At times the fridge has become like an archeological dig in the Rift Valley, to the point that one browsing visitor, waiting for the kettle to boil (regulars make their own tea here - it's a sign that my usual anal obsessions for Being the Perfect Hostess have been replaced by my relaxed regard for you) has commented "I can't keep up with all the reading on your fridge!"
These days it's a bit tidier and elegant. I'm especially fond of the piggy 'Cholderton Rare Breeds Farm' magnet. If you're ever near Salisbury I highly recommend a visit. A marvelous place - not just for the animals, but for the people who run the place. In a four-month holiday brightly lit by strangers' friendship and kindnesses to my daughter and me, they shone the brightest.
So, what does your fridge say about you?