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The good old days

Just had a good old chat with a 69 year old lady from the island of Dominique in the West Indies at the bus stop.

After we both had a collective whinge about the changeable weather, she was reminiscing about when she first arrived here in the 1960s aged 18!

She couldn’t believe how much England has changed since then.

In her words ‘Nobody wants to know you anymore, no one wants to have a chat at the bus stop, no one will borrow you a cup of milk and there are no parties on saturday nights anymore.’

‘People used to have sing a longs in pubs, parties in basements and everyone was hungry to know each other.’ she said with a naughty smile and a glint in her eye.

‘The good old days they were…well, it was nice talking with you.’

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