The residents meet
Clothes shopping today, set off boldly, with Calliope following Lorraine and I down the long end of the Twitten and yowling heart-rendingly as we walked off. We met Beth in town and I was helped by mother and daugther to buy some shirts and a new scarf, before Beth went off to her part time supermarket job.
Then back to a Twitten residents meeting. These are becoming regular and rather funny. We all have Inspector Clouseauesque neighbourhood watch stickers on our windows. And there is an entertaining and eclectic mix of folks that I live among. Much earnest discussion of the general misdemeanours in the Twitten, when one older member of our party said that, in fairness, he'd been caught short several times in the last few years and had to leave poo in the street due, he said, to the medications he was on. The couple hosting us this time have two charming young daughters of perhaps 9 and 11 who were sitting directly behind me. One of these gave a stifled yelp at this news, but they were polite enough to slip upstairs shaking with laughter.
When I interviewed Pooran Desai last year about eco housing and happiness he was talking about how an indicator of overall happiness is how many of your neighbours you can name. By this index I should be rather happy now.
An evening spent happily indoors as this was officially a day of recuperation. Watched The Two Towers which was on TV and ate an excellent fish curry that Lorraine had rustled up. All rather splendid.
Clothes shopping today, set off boldly, with Calliope following Lorraine and I down the long end of the Twitten and yowling heart-rendingly as we walked off. We met Beth in town and I was helped by mother and daugther to buy some shirts and a new scarf, before Beth went off to her part time supermarket job.
Then back to a Twitten residents meeting. These are becoming regular and rather funny. We all have Inspector Clouseauesque neighbourhood watch stickers on our windows. And there is an entertaining and eclectic mix of folks that I live among. Much earnest discussion of the general misdemeanours in the Twitten, when one older member of our party said that, in fairness, he'd been caught short several times in the last few years and had to leave poo in the street due, he said, to the medications he was on. The couple hosting us this time have two charming young daughters of perhaps 9 and 11 who were sitting directly behind me. One of these gave a stifled yelp at this news, but they were polite enough to slip upstairs shaking with laughter.
When I interviewed Pooran Desai last year about eco housing and happiness he was talking about how an indicator of overall happiness is how many of your neighbours you can name. By this index I should be rather happy now.
An evening spent happily indoors as this was officially a day of recuperation. Watched The Two Towers which was on TV and ate an excellent fish curry that Lorraine had rustled up. All rather splendid.
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