Sunday, 4 August 2013

On the way to the bus stop, I almost collided with the fully loaded, seven foot high floral display unit on wheels.



On the way to the bus stop, I almost collided with the fully loaded, seven foot high floral display unit on wheels. It was being pushed down the the street by a small thin man in a tracksuit to the main entrance of the Bargain Shop. He parked it up and attached an A4 handwritten sign to it with sellotape: MEGA CHEAP CHEESE IN FRIDGE.
In the end, I missed my bus. I watched it go past as I was telling the tall man in the mauve shirt and black, pleat-front, straight-cut, short-leg, perma-crease trousers how to get to the Ann Summers shop.
Half an hour later than planned, I alighted outside the Conservative Club where a new painted sign had just been erected. In navy blue on a sky blue background it says: 

AVAILABLE

GAMES  DARTS  DOMINOES  CARDS
BILLIARDS  SNOOKER  POOL
CROWN GREEN BOWLING

AND DRINKS AT 
REASONABLE PRICES

T.V. SKY SPORTS

ENTERTAINMENT – SEE EVENTS


The steep road smelled of perming solution again. Struggling up it, the old woman with swollen ankles and two bags of shopping, said “I wish someone would turn this bloody hill round”.
At the top, I complemented the elderly man on his work; he’s been building a shed all week and it is impressively level, despite the extreme incline of the ground it’s built on. I shouted over to him three or four times but I think he must be hard of hearing because he just smiled and made comments about the weather and an appointment at the hospital he’s got to remember.

On the estate where elderly women with perms, mid-calf-length skirts and sandals walk terriers and knock on one another’s doors with polythene bags, I’ve been stopping for a chat with the man with the southern accent who sits outside his house on his mobility scooter. Today, he wasn’t there. His wife was though, on an old bentwood chair on the patio next to the statue of a meerkat with a magpie’s feather glued into its paw. “Your mate’s not here today” she said to me “He’s gone down there to get some rolls”, she waved an arm in the direction of the shops, “He calls teacakes, rolls!”