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Originally Posted by garinda
Mine are too.
It took me ages in London to break through that self insulated shell southerners have, until my neighbours eventually grunted more than hello.
It was great to move back up north, and I'm blessed with having great neighbours.
I wouldn't go as far to say our doors are always on the latch, and we pop in each other's homes all day long, if we need a new donkey stone or a bit of black leading for instance, but it's not too far off the mark.  |
Your comment on London reminded me of what my Uncle said years ago Rindi, after the war he settled in north London in Stanmore, He told us that he had lived there 10 years before he got to know his neighbours. He also like a drink but he stopped going out because as he said, I could stand at the bar for two hours and not one person would say hello, even today that would never happen here. As for my family, well both parents are dead now, I have two Daughters a Granddaughter, and two Grandsons (the youngest is 1 tomorrow) I see my eldest every week and speak to her a few times a week on the phone, she lives in Accy, I have a little problem with seeing my youngest, she lives in Vietnam and I see her twice a year Christmas and June, but we do get together when we can