A blog about living in rural France, and currently surviving through the coronavirus times.
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
Strange dream?
I was tired last night so went to be early and soon settled down to a nice nights sleep. I was in the middle of a really nice dream when I heard a bell ringing. After a while I realised that it was my door bell and managed to leave my dream long enough to get up and see what it was. I opened the door to see a policeman there telling me that the house next door was on fire, the fire brigade were on their way and I didn't need to leave just yet but he was letting me know just in case! I remember going back upstairs and throwing on some clothes over my nightdress and then going outside as the fire brigade arrived. My neighbours were looking out the window and people were standing around. We stopped and had a conversation as it seems that the woman who lives there has been unwell lately and may have started the fire deliberately. The fire brigade left, the cat ran out of the house in a panic and after a while the dog was located somewhere in the house and rescued by the family. I decided to go back to bed and in an almost inappropriately short space of time was fast asleep again! When I woke the next morning I wasn't even sure that it had happened except for the black windows and the curtains in the upstairs bedroom next door. My neighbours were saying that it must be something to do with the house as everyone that has lived there has had mental health problems. I live in a small cul-de-sac but a lot happens! Last week the woman over the road was evicted. Her possessions were piled up into the council van and driven away!
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I didn't realize people could be evicted in England. What happened to her then?
Funny you should ask.. you may be right as she moved back last week together with her daughters and their boyfriends so maybe she sorted things out regarding the house. She has been back a week and the police have been around twice already. Normally people that are evicted would be housed in emergency accomodation like bed and breakfast so maybe it was cheaper to let her move back
Here if you get evicted, it's the streets. Period. I thought in Socialist countries they didn't evict people at all,so I learned something new.
Well, some people here may argue that we haven't had a socialist country since Tony Blair! He has been described by some as the best Conservative prime minister we have ever had! I'll let others make up their own mind about that!
Hum. I used to visit England twice a year , when I was stationed in Naples, Italy. That was 1982-1986. I liked England (still do). But from an American view, your government seems very socialist. Maybe it's a matter of degree, or semantics. By "socialist" I mean a state where nanny government takes care of everybody and tells everybody how to behave and how to live, in turn. I watch BBC news on television, sometimes. That's about all I know of the English these days, other than a few blog friends. Maybe I am out of date.
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