I want to say, before I get into my post, that I am NOT whingeing. The last of my lifetime friends has died recently, and it has made me realise that (apart from family) there is no one that I can drop in on, go for coffee, have a daft outing... like the time I went shopping for wedding clothes with Joyce, and we came back three days later. We had a ball.
The clubs I attended have suffered from the effects of Covid and have not re-opened. Organiser of Art Club has given up and Community Centre has closed down.
I am very happy in my own company and my hobbies don't really depend on any one else - oil painting, dress making, particularly Edwardian clothes. Although now I have no one to eat the cakes I like to bake.
I returned to this city after retirement and had a decent social life, but I now find myself quite reluctant to set out by myself to find new friends. I find small talk difficult.
This is a university city and U3A is just about exclusively an academics province, and they mostly just communicated with others of their "specialism"
As I have said, I am not whingeing, just now realising the deep value of friends and brother and beginning yet another stage of my life. It is very interesting.
Angela Rayner lashes out and calls Sunak “pint sized loser”.
To go through chemo therapy or choose not to?
Have any of you got all electric cars? Pros and cons please.