I baked the orange cake for Mr Marco and Violet but it came out a bit burnt around the edges - the perils of working with a new (to me) oven.
The kids devoured the cake but I have promised myself I'll try again on Friday, when I don't have to work.
After meeting Mr Marco and Violet I have been thinking a lot about neighbours, and how important they are.
In Sydney, I lived in the same suburban red brick house my whole childhood. I knew almost everyone for streets around. Every day during the school holidays the kids would congregate in a nearby cul-de-sac and play street cricket or any number of games that we made up, including the pole game and brandings (don't ask!)
In summer we would all head for somebody's backyard swimming pool where we would play Marco Polo unsupervised - fortunately above ground swimming pools are usually pretty shallow. We were expected to play outdoors unless it was raining. Late afternoon the mothers would call out "tea-time' and we would all head home to eat, dirty and happy.
Later in Melbourne, my husband and I had wonderful neighbours. In particular, Sue-next-door (to distinguish her from Sue-two-doors-up and Sue-across-the-road) and I raised our children together until I moved to Adelaide in 2008. Sue-next-door's daughter Kate-next-door (to differentiate her from me), was my daughter's best friend from babyhood and they still write, ring and text each other regularly.
I hope that we will become friends with our neighbours here in Adelaide. It is difficult with so many mothers working (including me) to have that easy give-and-take that existed in the past. However, I am sure we will build relationships over time.
What do your neighbours mean to you?
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4 comments:
My neighbours tend to be more of the in-the-same-town people I know, rather than the right-next-door folks. We live on Our Town's version of a main road. We don't really know our neighbours. Still, there are people with spitting distance of us, that we could go to if we needed anything.
One of my neighbours died last year, and the new owner is a builder who is planning to build a McMansion. But I do know my neighbours for a couple of houses in either direction.
I was certainly NOT allowed to play unsupervised in the late 1970s -- I think traffic was already making this unsafe, and there were no culs-de-sac near my place.
growing up in the midwest....i found neighbor's a part of our everyday life. we knew all our neighbors. we didn't have fences and could run through the yards playing.
here in AZ there are tall concrete block fences dividing up everyone's property. i don't feel here people really get to know each other. the norm is a wave from the car as they're pulling into the driveway.
kinda sad, but very common here. unless you get really lucky and find a friendly outgoing neighborhood.
thanks for posting. i was recently thinking we need to host a night and have some people over and get to know each other better.
We know our neighbors, but they aren't home often so we don't see them much, also, there is about 1/2-1 acre or more between neighbors!
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