Tales From The Hood (I)

I don't know if I've mentioned before that without even consciously trying to be, I'm acutely aware of my neighbours. I live in a pretty residential part of town, with various flats facing mine from two directions (I'm on a corner), and by definition, mine facing them.

And many of my neighbours seem to be (or at least act as if they are) blissfully unaware of the fact. So I'm going to start telling you about them. Starting with:

The Woman I Thought Might Be Gert
I first became aware of TWITMBG at some point after I'd started reading Gert's blog, and after I'd got a sense of what she looks like, but before I knew where she lived (beyond a general 'South of the river' sense). So the woman whose kitchen I look down on became became something of a mythical fugure to me. I became convinced that the woman whose dining habits I was virtually familiar with was the same woman whose dining habits I was actually familiar with.

It's not her, of course - wrong location and now that I've met her, not really very like Gert at all, but for a while I thought that my well-developed small-world-syndrome had made the conceptual leap from real to virtual world. That would have been freaky.

I'm minded to write about her because she's in the kitchen at the moment.

She doesn't live alone, by the way. I'll mention her housemates once I've shared a few more of my neighbours with you.

Posted on March 18, 2004 11:14 PM

Jon,
Spying on your neighbours and reporting their behaviour!?!?!?!

There is a dangerous game to be played here...
Some sort of bidding system and points scoring.
"I'll see that homealone child and raise you a secret transvestite"
Could be fun.
Is she a binge eater?

Posted by charles on March 20, 2004 08:54 PM

Hahaaa. Love it.

Posted by crowamonghens on March 21, 2004 07:39 PM

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