Aperitif said:Well.
The woman on the right got dragged away by the cops last week after ramming a car around the corner then weaving her way home with the front bumper hanging off, and finally trying to do a bit of metal origami with her 'up and over' door.
The woman the other side is separated from her husband, but he still turns up every weekday to park his car and blag a lift to the station from her. There is the usual collection of nosey parkers, gossips and decent folk (like me) We have a school in the road so children can be seen munching healthy breakfasts of firemans hoses, fanta, Walkers cheese and onion etc etc...Jack the dog's friend Eric the Dog has an owner who is on the point of doing a drugs bust on a house up the road. The roads are swarming with tosspots on mopeds with the exhaust baffle missing (along with the grey matter) and the Community Support Officers hang out wiv the 'hood at the train station.
There is an Aldi, Lidl, Matalan, Argos,McDoubtfuls, Tescos 24hr x 2, Asda, and all the 'must have' mobile 'phone shops you could shake a stick at...
My neighbourhood is, well...21st century. Close to almost anywhere in the world - if planes count that is and only a short ride to Windsor or Richmond, where people's dreams are real...
(sorry - got carried away!)
A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete
Watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
And daylight's brightness shuns
..but down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid..