Thursday, 20 November 2014

Now why did I do that?

I'm not at all sure quite why I foisted yesterday's post on my regular readers - all two of you - as I really know next door to nothing about the pepper Pot.  I know whereabouts in Brighton it is - roughly - but I rarely drive past it.  Or, indeed, anywhere close to it.  What put it into my mind was the fact that I had seen the top of it from a block of flats I was visiting on Monday afternoon.

It was a large block of flats; actually three interconnected blocks, each of seven storeys, a total of 108 flats of sheltered accommodation.  I was there to deliver an invitation to the residents of each flat to a pre-Christmas party the Lions are organising for some of the city's senior citizens.  This was not the first sheltered accommodation that I have visited recently, most with the same object in mind, but this was by far the largest.  It really brought home to me how little I would want to live in any sort of "retirement" complex.  I know that in many of them there are leisure activities organised: bingo (horror!) or art classes and so on, but I sincerely hope that I will never be reduced to having to enjoy endure such activities organised for me.

And just imagine being surrounded only by other old cronies!  I might not want to have screaming children ion the same room as me - well, not all the time - but I do enjoy living in a community of different ages, from toddlers to geriatrics, and seeing and hearing children at play.

If it ever gets to the old folks' home stage, just bring on the immobilon!

3 comments:

Sarah said...

As you know BP, I regularly write about things I know very little about but I don't see that as a reason not to write about them and, to be honest, you know a lot more about the Pepperpot than I do about decorating!

I with you on the preference not to be herded together purely on the basis of age although I do understand the reasoning behind it and for some, it may be a way of life they would choose, I just can't ever see it being for me.

Buck said...

It really brought home to me how little I would want to live in any sort of "retirement" complex.

That's my nightmare about life's end game. I'd rather take the nine mm/ .38 caliber cure than live out my last days in one of those places.

Mike @ A Bit About Britain said...

Unusually, I find myself agreeing with other people. Both Sarah and Buck in this case. Developing the theme, life is sweet and if people are happy, then ..?