Scene from my Window…as seen from my window

Well good morning, my dears – and it’s lovely to have your company today.  I’ve been thinking about you quite a lot over the past couple of days and decided that I’d like to give you a little insight into the world just outside Lavinia Court.

You all know that I live in a wee flat in a retirement complex.  Although it’s pretty quiet inside there is plenty going on in and around the village.  Immediately to the front of the building where my flat is, there is a small garden across the full width of the complex.  There are pedestrian gates below me and to the right there is a driveway leading to the parking area.  There are gardens surrounding the complex and lots of areas where residents can sit and enjoy the sun – when it’s around! 

If I look directly across the road then I can see The Roasted Bean and the customers who wander in and out during their opening hours.  Quite often I see Giselle who pops in with some of her home-baked goodies which are on the menu in the coffee shop.  I can highly recommend all of G’s pastries – they are absolutely gorgeous, but not so wonderful if you are on a diet.  Remember the old adage “a moment on the lips but a lifetime on the hips” – that’s very true.  However, it’s not really a problem for me at the moment.  Now look what you’ve made me do – I’ve gone completely off topic and forgotten where I’m up to.  You know how difficult it is, my dears, and you really shouldn’t encourage me to wander away from the point.

Of course, the coffee shop is on the far pavement and to get there is the crossing – they used to be called zebra crossings and then it was changed to a pelican crossing.  Now we have the “little green man” who appears when we are permitted to cross to the other side.  Mind you, poor Patricia wasn’t safe on the crossing was she?  The powers that be have gone very quiet regarding that enquiry – I believe it is still “ongoing” – but I actually believe it has stalled until they receive some new leads.

I was trying to tell you what I can see from here, but I’ve gone down yet another rabbit-hole.  However, the Roasted Bean is in a parade of shops, none of which is particularly noteworthy.  Yes, there is a hair-stylist – very expensive!  I went there once and won’t be repeating the experience.  No, I didn’t want a hair style like Mary Quant!!  The cost of having a simple trim, wash and blow dry and you can say goodbye to the best part of £75!  Well, my dears, those of us on a pension just can’t afford to pay that sort of silly money.  To be honest I think the owners shot themselves in the foot, as being immediately opposite an establishment with many retired women who enjoy having their hair titivated, you would expect that they would offer special deals – even if just on a couple of days each week.  Quite a few of the ladies here have their hair “shampooed and set” every week.  I don’t know where they go, but I’m sure they don’t pay a huge amount of money.  I’m happy to get my hair cut etc. every couple of months and then wash it myself between appointments. 

The hair stylist on the other side of the road seems to cater for a younger audience, and that’s their choice – it does mean that they have quite a few days when there aren’t many clients in evidence.  It would also be good if they offered manicures, but apparently they don’t.  There’s nothing I can do about that either!

Sorry, I am rambling today.  Well also in that little parade of shops there is a greengrocer and a newsagent.  Both of those shops do a cracking trade from the residents on this side of the road.

Now I’m just having another little peep out of my living room window and have noticed my very good friend Teddy – as always accompanied by her gorgeous Bichon Friese dog, Harry.  

He is such a lovely animal and I really enjoy it when he comes to visit me.  Right, Teddy has seen me at the window and waved and now my phone has just pinged at me.  It’s a text from Teddy saying that as she knows I’m in, she’ll come up shortly, with Harry, and bring some Danish pastries.  That will be lovely.  I better text her back to confirm.

Well, my dears, that means I need to go now and get ready for a visitor (or two).  I will continue telling you what other shops there are around – and of course, there are plenty of coffee shops too.  However, I need to get the Bonios out for Harry and hope that Teddy will be able to update me regarding a couple of the crimes which are still outstanding. 

I’m sorry to rush off now, but I’ll be back very soon with some bits of information and other pieces of gossip.  It’s been lovely chatting with you today.  As Always –

With Love – Jan xx

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I'm retired, disabled and after sudden death of wonderful husband, have moved closer to my son, daughter-in-law and baby, Charlie. I live in sheltered housing at the bottom end of the scale called Independent Living. I had been in an online Knit and Natter group for a couple of years before Ian died and the members of the group were and still are a wonderful support to me. Since moving here I have now got my own little Facebook group where the members are now my friends and extended family. It was suggested that I write a blog - so here we are!!

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    1. It’s lovely to hear from you Lisa. Of course, seeing and believing are two separate things! It’s surprising what goes on in a quiet retirement complex, and don’t forget there’s the rest of the village too. xx

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  1. Lovely being able to picture your little complex. You are fortunate to be at the front of the building, people watching is such an interesting pastime! I understand why crossings are called zebra but can’t for the life of me figure why they would be called pelican crossings! I’m off to investigate who Mary Quant is and the meaning of the word titivated. I pay Cdn$45 for a wash, cut and blow dry every few months, 75 pounds sounds quite ridiculous a price to me! Perhaps they would be much busier if they weren’t so expensive, maybe they could have a seniors price or a seniors day seeing as they’re opposite a senior’s complex.

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    1. Karen – thank you for all of your comments. It’s lovely to read them. Yes, it’s seems obvious for the hair stylist to cater for the older client, but they don’t appear to be interested in going down that route. Mary Quant is a name well known from the 1960s – I hope you’ve been able to get some information. I’ll be back again soon, and look forward to hearing from you again. xx

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  2. Loved the blog as It’s given an insight as to where you live and what you have access to- does the little green man stay on green long enough for you to cross safely? Although I am very mobile and walk everywhere very quickly I have noticed our green man often has long gone before some older people get across the road – I wonder if you can set the timer for the green man? Food for though well must go to bed Jan but thanks for the blog x

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    1. Hi Sandra – you are right! The little green man does disappear too quickly, but apparently there isn’t anything we can do about it. As least there is a crossing to use, for which I’m grateful. Glad that you’re enjoying the story. xx

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    1. Jane – I looked for an image of a zebra crossing – and it showed me a picture of a zebra on a crossing! You have to be careful to phrase things carefully. I also found a photo of a pelican crossing the road! Apparently there are also puffin, toucan and pegasus crossings – the latter is for horse-riders! There are so many different things we learn about every day. It’s wonderful. xx

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  3. Nice you’re up front and can people watch, one of my favorite pastimes! I would have to use the turtle crossing for the slow folk lol. Great post as always Jan! ❤️

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    1. Erika – yes I do enjoy people watching – and at the moment I don’t think it’s a crime!! Mind you, there are many other things needing my attention which actually are crimes. I do think that some drivers make a point of revving their engines at crossings to try to make us move more quickly. No, it doesn’t work – well, not in my case. I rather like the idea of a tuttle crossing!! xx

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  4. Another great story….your getting better & better with each story love the mystery side but the everyday stuff just as good…………………………..

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  5. I’ve been wondering what you call horse crossings. We’ve got several in the area. I’d been calling them threecan crossing as the one for people and bikes are toucan (twocan) crossings.

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