Sunday, April 14, 2013

Sunday in my Neighbourhood. Nevermind



I wandered around today in my local area with 4 things on my list and could only see 1 of them. Nevermind, it was enjoyable. Not far from me is a large community garden that is having a spring festival – later in the day I discovered. Nevermind. It was nice to wander round the small paths and look at the beds of bulbs about to come out. The next place several blocks away was a row of very old houses. I think they were behind the scaffolding and temporary fence that I could not see through, because there was nothing else like the description in the street. Nevermind.  Then I went to a large bookshop  which had free wifi.  My tablet has stopped being able to connect to the wifi network here.  Nevermind.  I will buy a webcam for my laptop. My tablet worked fine for several days.  It also worked fine at the bookshop. My laptop is perfectly OK here too.  My lunchtime sandwich was good. I came back via the wool shop where I spent several hours browsing. I was thinking of buying a book of different sock patterns, but the lady who helped me said ‘don’t do that – just get on from ravellry. After an hour and a half  I did not know what I wanted to make. Nevermind.  I will think about it another day.  I went back to my apartment.

There is another community garden nearby that my book said was good. It is only open to the  public on Sunday afternoon. It is on top of the roof of a garage. I found it, there was a billboard out the front that said ‘Open’ but it was locked and there was no-one around. Nevermind.  My final destination was a house where there are many paintings of the Himalayas on display. I found it, but the front door was closed, there were no ‘Open’ signs, no lights inside. Nevermind. That was not meant to be either.

However the day ended very well. I went , as arranged, at 6pm to the downstairs apartment of Susan and Warren , the owners, for dinner.   She called it supper. Delicious fish soup and then salad.  It is the trend now for New Yorkers to have a big Sunday brunch – usually with other people out, judging by the queues outside all the overfull cafes. Anyway, it is now 10pm and I have just come back to my room.  Also there were 2 friends – neighbours from the next door building ( who I had met last year) and Warren and Susan’s lodger who helps with their rental clients when they go away.  It was a lovely evening. All sorts of talk about families, big Jewish families, NY life, etiquette,  etc etc. Part way through the meal I said something and stopped part way through the sentence because I realised that what I was going to say would not make sense if I did not say it was my birthday. I told them , they all said ‘ Happy birthday’ and then when Susan brought the desert in, she had put a candle in my portion and they all sang ‘Happy Birthday’. Now it is bed time. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The owners of the apartment complex sound lovely! Happy Birthday mum!!