Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Safe as Houses

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Feeling safe and secure in your own home, every one deserves that, don’t they?

A change from my planned post, Kingmagic’s post, on his Purple Plus blog; touched a nerve for me, in fact it made me furious (not him, just the topic and the links) it is how impotent the punishment for offenders seems to be; it reminded me of this encounter………

I spent a while with a lovely elderly lady the other day; she really wasn’t very well she had a ‘bit of a funny turn’ whilst out shopping, the lady was very agitated about being a nuisance; ‘Oh just rub me out and start again, I am such a nuisance ’ she kept repeating. She really wasn’t being a nuisance and it really wasn’t any trouble to be with her till help arrived. How sad she felt she needed to be ‘rubbed out’ obliterated erased; how sad but not uncommon for an elderly person to feel like that.

I thought I would try and distract her from her predicament and get her to talk about something else. I asked her if she had always lived in our village ‘Oh no I come from ‘Far Away Mill Town.’ Goodness that town is like Royston Vasey, people, NEVER leave.

She told me she used to work in a bakers shop, that did it; we were away then on a nostalgic trip to the bakers, custard tarts, flecked with nutmeg freckles,

vanilla slices with soft white icing that stuck to the roof of your mouth, Eccles cakes (‘flies graveyards’ why did any one ever eat them) elephants feet, lava like heaps of choux pastry, cream filled and coffee iced. The shop with rows and shelves of ‘bread orders’ all lined up wrapped in white tissue, secured with no more than deft twists of the paper.

I can see that shop, I can smell it; as a distraction it worked, for me at least!

When the ambulance arrived her friend confided in me that her friend ‘Hasn’t really been that well of late, not since her house was broken in to; that’s why she has come to live in this village to be near her daughter; she didn’t want to she would rather have stayed at home, in ‘Far Away Mill Town’’ This strikes me as being very sad.

When everything was sorted out I drove home and it was lunch time, I felt the need for cake, I called in at Tesco’s, first stop the ‘bakery department’, what a disappointment, flaccid donuts, ‘cookies’ shrink wrapped and adulterated till there shelf life stretches into the next decade (and bizarrely they still sell Eccles cakes, so some one, some where must be eating them) this selection comes no where near what I want, a bit of nostalgia, and a good portion of comfort food.

I go home, and bake a cake with extra vanilla essence. The kitchen smells wonderful, just like a bakers shop……………………..

We would do well to be more mindful of what the world is like for the elderly and how vulnerable they feel, because its worth remembering, unless some one has a recipe for immortality; were next up.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

2 thoughts on “Safe as Houses

  1. I can almost taste that custard tart!
    This is another good, and thought provoking, entry. We all too often don’t treat the elderly as we should in this country which really is a disgrace.

  2. She was fortunate to have a good soul like yourself at hand to help out.

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