I did a post a little while ago about how much I’d miss when we found a new home.
Now that time has come (although we are still in the early stages and anything can happen), excuse the cliché, but it coming home to me just how many people we have become friendly with in the three years we’ve been here.
One of the young girls in the bakers/coffee shop has recently had her A level results and has passed them all to get into the University of her choice.
We took in a congratulatory card and had hugs in the shop. She says she will miss us when we each go our separate ways.
We met up with N for coffee yesterday. It’s been ages since we saw each other as she’s recently started a new job and with all the to-ing and fro-ing house hunting, we just haven’t had the chance. It was great to catch up over TWO big cups of coffee in the posh shop where we can take the dog (she was given two treats by the proprietor by the way).
I handed over some sticks of rock from Skegness, and we have invited them up to stay when we get settled and have furniture in our guest room!
Elsewhere in the Avenue, several couples have been asking how our search is going and are pleased we have found somewhere, though seem disappointed it’s so far away.
Most are elderly and have asked for us to keep in touch and not just disappear without saying goodbye.
We walk down the road and people stop to make a fuss of Maggie and chat. We wave at people across the road and get waved at in return. We say good morning to practically everyone, knowing many by name, and get a friendly response.
When we were in Lincolnshire before, we made friends, but the friendships failed after we applied the N word (no) when we either got nominated for something to a third party, or we couldn’t oblige at their convenience. I came away honestly believing we were at fault and doubting my character.
Living here has proven it was not us at all, and judging by the reaction we had in places we were househunting, we will soon make our mark again.
I am glad we stuck to our guns and held out for a property with sufficient parking for visitors. Whilst it is doubtful family will come up to see us, it would appear that some of our friends here have relatives within 50 miles of where we’ll be, so extra mugs will be a priority on the household shopping list.
Going up today I shall be choosing the cupboard in which to put them.
It’s nice to know you will be missed, but also good to look forward to making new friends, and have old ones come visiting. 🙂
We’re looking forward to a new chapter in our Book of Life.
At least in this day and age, it’s easier to keep track of people when you move. On the other hand, that ease sometimes makes it far too easy to say “I’ll talk to them later,” and never get around to it.