I was thinking about a couple of threads speaking about Parents/inlaws walking into their adult children's houses without being invited. Replies varied between those who felt it was horrendous and rude and those who felt it was part of a close family relationship.
Got me thinking to my earlier life in a small village in Scotland (maybe other people may relate also?)
When I grew up - nobody locked their doors - ever - not even when they went to bed. Even after I was married...
Neighbours and relatives constantly called in with all sorts of things, cakes, biscuits, whisky from the 'still, you name it. There seemed to be a bit of a barter system going....you put my shed up (not me personally lol) and I will give you Beef/whisky etc. One of my neighbours would do our garden for a bottle of Glenfiddich!
Not only that but the postman didn't just put post through the door, he opened the door and came in with parcel, shouted as he came in but would often have a cuppa! Well if he hadn't had numerous ones before reaching us that is!
I remember one day I was upstairs and the postman was actually putting the kettle on!! Hahaha........
When the milkman called for his weekly money, he would knock and walk in and wait in kitchen for his money.
Another time a random guy called and He had a cardboard box for another neighbour, which had a 2 pigeons in!!! (neighbour was a pigeon fancier) Asked me to look after it until neighbour returned which was like a week later. Never thought anything of it t.b.h. - this was life!
Not sure it even happens there now but it did get me feeling a bit nostalgic thinking about the days when there was so much community spirit - I didn't even realise it at the time let alone appreciate it.
I feel totally appreciative of where I was brought up and loved the 'intrusive' neighbours. Anyone else experienced a time like this in their lives? I know Lancashire was like this many years ago.
Bought the wrong Hot Cross Buns 😩