People watchers

After the rains of late, it’s such a beautiful day we decided to go out to the river for our walk this morning.
The journey there was exceedingly quiet with little traffic, and when we arrived, the three cars in the car park were just leaving.

Digital CameraWe walked a slightly different route, coming up behind the cottages having fought our way through a ‘jungle’ of nettles and tall grass.
Getting back to the car, an elderly couple pulled up and the man approached us as we put water down for the dog.
It appears they are thinking of changing their car and our model was of particular interest, especially as they had a rather large greyhound in the back of their Honda that had little in the way of turning space.
We invited them both to come and have a look, allowing the lady to ‘test drive’ the passenger seat for height and comfort as she had mobility problems.
It was a happy start to our day as we had, in a way, done a good deed.

We decided to do some shopping on the way home as we discovered yesterday that we had run out of Tick/Flea repellant, which we can now purchase from the pharmacy.  One of us would stay in the car with the dog with the windows and sliding doors open as it was so hot.
Town was very quiet, so it took me less than ten minutes to get her ladyship’s doggie treats from the two shops involved, and Hubby got the car shift again whilst I did the supermarket shopping.  I was in and out in less than quarter of an hour.
At the other supermarket we use,  it was my turn to stay in the car.
Oh boy. What a load of miserable faces on such a lovely day!

As Hubby disappeared inside, the first couple that came out had obviously had an argument as her face was like thunder and he stomped off leaving her to struggle with their laden trolley.
A twenty-something heavily pregnant woman in the most miniscule pair of shorts EVER went into the shop next, shortly (no pun intended) followed by a young man in a black suit, white shirt and tie who looked like he had probably come straight from church.
After about five minutes of little activity, a lone young woman came out with the Trolley from Hell. We’ve all had it, you know, the one which goes in every direction except the one you push it, has a mind of its own and tries to mate with the car in the bay off the highest part of the pavement. I thought at one stage she was going to lose it completely as the contents therein weighed considerably more than she did!
trolleyI was fascinated though by the variance in size, shape, heritage, clothing apparel and haircuts of the people I saw today.
In cases of the latter, there were several with lopsided cuts and many that could not afford to have the whole of their head done in one colour. Purples, pinks, blacks, golds, greens and blues are obviously the latest trends.
It made me feel very old with my own two or three tone brown and grey.

Half a dozen people had started up a conversation in the middle of two parking ranks, thus holding up traffic as people tried to park in disabled bays. They weren’t smiling either, and the drivers of said vehicles were even worse so I guess the heat was adding to their frustration.
hot weatherThe driver of the car next to ours came back and passed some bitchy comment about people not being able to park straight and within designated lines. It made me open my door to check we were ‘beautifully aligned’ as he reversed out of the bay nearly knocking his wife over in the process as she grabbed at the passenger door handle to get inside.
The car on the other side was the culprit, not us by the way, but that didn’t stop a nifty little Micra reversing into the vacated spot.

Hubby came back, all smiles and happy. Such a contrast.

I commented on the long faces of the people I’d seen and he said that he’d seen a very happy young family in the other supermarket whose young daughter was a bubbly blonde with blue eyes and an infectious giggle.

Here’s food for thought though.
One of the last single shoppers to come out before we left owned the pushbike chained to the railing. He put his shopping on the ground and unfastened a rucksack. He put his purchases inside before putting it on his back and climbing on.
I wonder what he intended to do with 2 bottles of beer and a cucumber?


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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6 Responses to People watchers

  1. ardysez says:

    People watching is a great pastime. Though, sometimes it makes me feel a bit uncomfortable, as if I’m peering through a break in the curtains at someone having a ‘moment’. I have very often chuckled at the couples grocery shopping together. They are particularly ‘thingy’ with each other over the topic of foods, I’ve noticed. Nice observational post, thank you.

    • Glad you enjoyed it. Both Hubby and I love to people watch and I’ve written a couple of posts on it, but I know what you mean. Couples shopping are always a classic. Hubby and I have even been known to ‘waltz’ in the aisles to break the monotony. It raised a few smiles! 🙂

  2. polarflares says:

    Your powers of observation are finely tuned for an entertaining scene. It’s sad that shopping has to be such a chore when indeed we are so lucky to be able to eat!

  3. janegundogan says:

    Never wonder what someone is going to do with two beer bottles and a cucumber, its only going to take you down a deviant path!

    • Actually, looking for an image to go with my post, I discovered there are cocktails involving cucumber and even Cucumber Beer.
      Watch this space for another cucumber inspired post…..

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