Edited by Gill Burrell, Saturday, 5 Apr 2025, 16:17
My neighbours are very kind and friendly people, unlike the other neighbours who we had previously, who often seemed hard and cold, stand offish, very rude, downright offensive, playing their music too loud and even throwing their rubbish into our garden!
I said my neighbours, but in fact it is now only one neighbour, the lady of the house, as her husband died very suddenly not so long ago. She is still in mourning at the moment, but she has been incredibly brave. We have been around to see her and offered to help if we can.
We try to help her out and ask if she needs any shopping doing. She hugged me, we cried together, because my husband and I were also fond of him. We shall miss his cheery humming in the back garden each morning and his friendly banter.
He was a jolly man, a really good guy and always willing to help others. Like the time when he came round to trim our trees, when they had became too tall and unruly. He came to the house, himself and his son, who had also brought along his chainsaw with him." We will trim your trees if you like while we have the chain saw out" he said.
I wanted to pay him for his work, but he said no could he just have a little bit of wood for his log fire, so we said "yes take as much as you want"
He also cleaned the guttering out on our roof, whilst he was cleaning his own guttering out, a week later. This saved us the bother of having to call and pay someone to come out.
Ed was ever so nice to talk to and as well as that he often came and gave us vegetables from his allotment. " No I don't want any payment" he would always say "except another jar of that Chutney you gave us a few weeks back."
Well I had almost forgotten about my home made chutney that I had given to his lady wife ! It had just been a friendly gesture, appreciation for what they had done by helping us tidying up the garden for us.
I think good people are often remembered long after they die. They are by far the nicest neighbours we have ever had living next door.
A Good Neighbour!
My neighbours are very kind and friendly people, unlike the other neighbours who we had previously, who often seemed hard and cold, stand offish, very rude, downright offensive, playing their music too loud and even throwing their rubbish into our garden!
I said my neighbours, but in fact it is now only one neighbour, the lady of the house, as her husband died very suddenly not so long ago.
She is still in mourning at the moment, but she has been incredibly brave. We have been around to see her and offered to help if we can.
We try to help her out and ask if she needs any shopping doing. She hugged me, we cried together, because my husband and I were also fond of him. We shall miss his cheery humming in the back garden each morning and his friendly banter.
He was a jolly man, a really good guy and always willing to help others. Like the time when he came round to trim our trees, when they had became too tall and unruly. He came to the house, himself and his son, who had also brought along his chainsaw with him." We will trim your trees if you like while we have the chain saw out" he said.
I wanted to pay him for his work, but he said no could he just have a little bit of wood for his log fire, so we said "yes take as much as you want"
He also cleaned the guttering out on our roof, whilst he was cleaning his own guttering out, a week later. This saved us the bother of having to call and pay someone to come out.
Ed was ever so nice to talk to and as well as that he often came and gave us vegetables from his allotment. " No I don't want any payment" he would always say "except another jar of that Chutney you gave us a few weeks back."
Well I had almost forgotten about my home made chutney that I had given to his lady wife !
It had just been a friendly gesture, appreciation for what they had done by helping us tidying up the garden for us.
I think good people are often remembered long after they die. They are by far the nicest neighbours we have ever had living next door.