A nice stroll around the neighborhood.
I was in a reflective mood this morning as I was walking Matilda (my pet dingo) around the local neighborhood.
I have come to know many people from around here, It is a diverse neighborhood with many born from other parts of the world now settled here, most are friendly souls and well others, I am best to stay clear from. There are widows and widowers, divorcees, singles, married, and others just starting out in a relationship that live nearby.
Some are nurses, photographers, retired, office workers, sales people, computer experts, builders, and so forth, all living in the same area.
The houses are all so different, some are two even three stories high, others have a pool in the back yard, and some are long, whilst others are decorated to reflect that person’s personality. Of course there are a couple of blocks of units and not forgetting an elderly person’s villa.
Occasionally, some would gather at the front yard of one persons place and they would just chat for hours, discussing the news of the day, and yes there were those that just liked to gossip and talk in circles, but they were normally the ones that lived in the old persons villa.
The weather was strange too, took a lot of getting used to, one moment it was as hot as an oven with your roast in it, the next day the ground was white with snow, this often caused confusion as no one knew what one day would bring to the next.
Everyone seemed to call each other by their nicknames and no one cared, I’m not sure if I know any of their first names either, but in general, all seemed to have an enjoyable time being in this neighborhood.
There was no Saturday night dances to go to, it seemed most took it in turns of hosting a group of others so they could share a drink or two and spin some yarns (tell jokes). There would be a different host nearly every night. It was great learning about people and where they had come from and how their country was different.
There were those that would just listen to stories and not say much if anything at all. It was thought that with time they would share, but ought not to be rushed into it.
As with every neighborhood, there were those that would meet just to gossip and spread innuendos about others, talk behind the backs of some. And of course there are the complainers, the ones that complained about the cost of bread, fuel, some would even complain about the time of day. Governments and authority seemed to be complained about most, it wasn’t as if we were all in a different situation. The rules of the day affect us all.
It was in general a good high spirited neighborhood, although at times I have seen some who crossed the road just because they saw someone they didn’t like walking towards them. Then there were those who thought that they were well liked, when in fact they were not.
Still I guess every neighborhood is similar to mine, The Good, The Bad, The Ugly, Some funny, some not, Some elderly that need looking after, others that we hoped would move away, Some kind and generous, some wise, just a mixture of everything.
I guess I should call my neighborhood my home. BUT I don’t,
Home is where the heart belongs and my heart doesn't belong to this neighborhood.
What’s the name of my neighborhood?
Why it’s CS of course.
Comments (210)
As for zman,
Havent seen him around for a little bit, maybe he is recovering from such an epic blog he wrote or maybe he is sick of things that go whispering through the night.
Maybe they have lost there way around the neighborhood or stopped off for a cuppa and a chat elsewhere.....
your blog has been brilliant , as usual dear Simmo
great fun altogether
A blog is only as good as those that appear on it....
such as you lovely self.
Or
some might say only as good as those that dont appear on it....
well it looks like it's just you and me left ,,
i will pm now in a few minutes --hows that ?
Dont forget the bed socks, warm nightie, plenty of blankets, and of course the "Head of the Bed" Bed Hat/Cap......
Nighty night, dont let the bed bugs bite and all that......
I have replied....
now i dont want people to whisper about us in pm ok......
you know the walls have ears they say......
whats this "neighborhood" coming to.
I hope you are not suggesting Teddy is upto anything illegal i hope....
what would the neighbors think.....
Read your story!
Its so true neighbourhoods
do change with time.
Nothing stays the same.
Glad Matilda is enjoying the
walkies.
It has been a long time,
Yes "neighborhoods" do change, and sometimes not for the best.
Hows your little pooch going, i hear the birds didnt like what you dished up to them the other day. (maybe it was a whisper) you think getting a free meal they wouldn't be so picky....
take care dearest Sail.
Sorry yeah the boss sounds a bit dodgy....
i heard that from the horse whisperer..... or was it a Chinese whisperer....not sure.....
there you go dear Irish.....
Just having fun, It is a fun neighborhood after all......
its such a lovely day for a stroll,
children playing in the parks,
lovers holding hands,
The elderly being helped across the busy streets,
Not a "mugger" to be seen.
be careful how you express yourself the local do not like that many congregating in one area......
i was talking of you earlier on ,, if you read back on this blog earlier on --let myself and Non know if you're interested
better being a "hoodie" than a "groupie" me thinks.....
just a very down to earth , plain and ordinary princess (Grace)who needs no crown or fancy clothes to love this neighbourhood and some of it's special people
this is gonna be some great team !we're gonna be millionaires i tell you ! millionaires !
SHHHH
not so loud, we dont want others patenting Non's idea before we can.....
but not in the back of Teddy's truck, he seems to be getting pulled over quite a bit lately......
And your "rolls" has no wheels now, so where can we stash the cash....
Simmo , we could stash it in my car --nobody would ever try to rob me , after all the help i give to people in this neighbourhood
and you boys all know you can trust me to make sure you all get your share of the dosh ( money ) !!
I also now make walk.
BUT NOT the surroundings, and in the store ....
OH, it would be better if I went to the surroundings.
NO MONEY NO SHOPPING. LOL.