(the plastic box contains surplus veg from my allotment, for sale)
(County Park at the 'so and so' place)
And do you know what, the neighbourhood I moved to is the friendliest, happiest place I've lived, EVER. On the day I moved in people I'd never met (my new neighbours) came round with flowers and cards to welcome me to the street. People spoke to me in the street from day one. People are friendly in the corner shop. When I'm gardening in the front garden people I've never seen before stop and chat. Neighbours give me eggs, make cups of tea for each other when we're all gardening in the summer. Impromptu lunches, evening drinks just happen. And just recently I've started going to yoga at the local upper school and everyone is friendly there too. We chat, we laugh, it's fun.
(allotments by the Country Park - maybe one day I'll be able to have one again......)
Yes there are parts of this area that are rough, but I don't live in that part (although some of the lovely people at yoga do), I live in the old part, a part I never even knew existed because I'd judged the whole area by what other people said about it. It's not perfect, (nowhere is, is it?), but it's lovely and I can be ME and everyone just accepts that. And I know I learnt a valuable lesson when I moved here - never judge a book by its cover!