Thursday, November 12, 2009

My Neighbour "Nook"

I have stood here in Browning Street from the late 1880s, so long ago I can hardly remember and have watched the changes around me. West End is fast losing old houses like me and in our place high towers are coming and I know one day, I will be standing in the encroaching shadow of one such tall building.
However, recently there was a change for the better. I watched as my neighbour, 19 Browning Street was given some repairs and a paint job and she looks terrific, original, but clean and bright and all cream and red. I'm envious. Then a beautiful sign was put outside with the word "Nook" on it and I wondered "What's this all about?" Now people come and go and take away with them paper bags and big smiles. I now can't wait to wake up each day to see who will visit my neighbour.
And there is the most wonderful little vegie patch right outside. My neighbour has two humans, a young man named Julian and a young woman named Michelle. Sometimes I see Michelle come out and pick fresh vegies for their dinner and I think to myself, "This is so how West End used to be". And I love it.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

HERE I STAND

From the front I appear as a worker's cottage. I am run down now and you might be tempted to judge my worth because of that, but it wasn't always so. If you have the patience to stop for a while and listen to my rusty reminiscences and share my old world, I have a story to tell.