Wall To Wall Letters: from a Normandy barn to a Brisbane Store

Discarded, disused, unloved.  Covered in inches of grime and dust.  Sitting against a wall in an old barn.  Quirky I know, but somehow appealing, these old discarded letters from an outdoor neon sign.

They are packed tight in a container .... like convicts.  'Transported for Life' on a boat from Le Havre to Brisbane.  

Their crate is cracked open; they are jetwashed, scrubbed.  As they dry they lay on the grass, and with their face to the Australian sky.

And now they are hung on the wall in the store.  But their story is not yet done.  Where will each one end up once sold?  Whereto from here?