Hiya! Growing up in the country, I went to lots of country things; flower shows, jousting, etc. I'm sure there was a Morris dance in there somewhere. I knew everyone in my village – they'd even help care for me as a less able member of the community. I yearned to live somewhere w/ a bit more life, to be able to do more.

Now I can, & do –- but I can cut the atmosphere w/ a knife. People don't seem to talk, here & when they do they bitch & snap. 1 of my flatmates is very ill in hospital but nobody even asks how she's doing.   I've more chance of getting a job juggling snowballs through Hell than getting to any of said events now (due to a # of things) & on a bad day that can bring me to tears.