There's lots to see in our street ..... nothing wildly exciting , it's true , but I'm not sure I could cope with daily gangland shootouts , Morris Dancers or Knock Down Ginger any more .
Still , there's the odd traffic jam
there's the luckily-not-right-next-door neighbour who can whistle any tune you care to mention ( please don't ) , the daily airing in wheelchairs of ancient inmates of the care home on the corner , Meals on Wheels vans in the morning , pizza couriers in the evening ( doesn't anyone cook anymore ? ) , flurries of German , Chinese and Spanish students chatting as they rush up to the college , traffic wardens and cats , dozens of cats .......
It's funny . We only moved a five minute walk away but the cats have all changed colour ... there they were nearly all ginger or white . Here they're an odd shade of sandy pink tabby . I must cross the river and see what they've mutated to there .
When I'm not gawping out of the window , there's pottering in the kitchen
, solving crosswords .... did you know that an anagram of fortyfive is over fifty ? .... and unearthing slightly elderly treasures from storage boxes . This dratted thing not only didn't interlock , it had no picture . It became a matter of honour to complete it
rather as the opening of this milk carton did later .
Talking of elderly treasures , you'll be pleased to know that I didn't buy a thing at the Collectors' Fair , though I was tempted by a small wooden toy horse till I discovered it cost 75 Euros , and it didn't have any wheels .
But tomorrow I will be at the Fabric Fair with a duty to buy . We need cushion covers .......
8 comments:
What a great view! But I might have to shoot a neighbour who whistles......
People watching, a great pastime! Your new 'hood sounds interesting (I dislike whistling as well).
I'm impressed at your non-buying resolve but the neddy does sound a bit pricey.
When I went to Stockholm I really wanted some Dala horses and had saved for them. The price was such a shock that, even though I had the money, I only bought a tiny one. It seemed immoral to spend so much on so little.
Apart from the whistling and the cats, your neighbourhood looks very peaceful.
I keep a set of nutcrackers on hand for all bottle opening nowadays.
Good to hear you've settled in. Between them, the boombox aficionado and the whistler should provide interesting background noise.
That wrench on the milk carton. Never even dreamt I'd have such a problem....but I sometimes do!
I like the idea that the cats have changed colour. I spent a winter in Cornwall some years ago and had never seen so many grey cats. Sounds like you could have a research project on your hands.
An absolute duty.
So, the whole kit and caboodle is settled now, is it? If you are unpacking miscellaneous boxes you can’t have much left to do.
But as you say, there’s window watching, puzzles, crosswords, the opening ceremonies of milk cartons - have you done the envelopes? - so I can’t see you running out of work yet.
Happy cloth hunting.
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