tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post5405448838233790962..comments2023-07-09T12:45:26.563+01:00Comments on A SUIVRE: Visiblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602566764008799383noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post-5745449431362250152008-07-14T20:20:00.000+01:002008-07-14T20:20:00.000+01:00Zhoen: It seems to be working for me ...Hhb: Cherr...Zhoen: It seems to be working for me ...<BR/><BR/>Hhb: Cherry red. Nice.<BR/><BR/>Leslee: Surprised and befuddled sums it up quite well!<BR/><BR/>Sky: "Strong boots and bare toes". I wish I'd thought of that. Exactly.<BR/><BR/>Tky: I have this lovely mental picture of you talking to the bus driver in your brown uniform. From my last visit to the Republic (as opposed to the North) a few years back I have memories of much sociability and friendliness.mmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12602566764008799383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post-44557218594197182702008-07-13T21:57:00.000+01:002008-07-13T21:57:00.000+01:00You reminded me of the bus driver who used to driv...You reminded me of the bus driver who used to drive us from the village to our house after school. He called the four of us girls the "four brownies" because we all wore brown school uniforms. I used to stand beside him, hanging onto stair rail, and talk to him about his family and what it was like being a bus driver and whatever else we landed on. Once my baby sister forgot to get off the big bus when she was supposed to, and ended up way out in the country, and the bus driver (a different one, who didn't know her, but who was at the end of his shift) drove her all the way home. I can't imagine that happening here in the U.S. It's a kind of small-town generosity that permeates the culture of Ireland -- or used to. Dunno about today, with the Celtic Tiger a leaping.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post-55983056640058993222008-07-13T08:28:00.000+01:002008-07-13T08:28:00.000+01:00i had never lived in a small town until moving to...i had never lived in a small town until moving to our suburban seattle city, but i don't feel visible here. i don't know anyone in this small city (and only a few in washington) so i feel anonymous, something i rather enjoyed upon arriving here. i can look any way i want and no one i know will see me. yet, i do miss the opportunity i had in my larger atlanta neighborhood of running into a friendly face, disheveled or not. how nice to have small favors done just because you are a familiar local!<BR/><BR/>love requires strong boots and bare toes. the bare toes have more fun and feel more texture! bless our complex hearts!Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02523247895437700129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post-62934309915063014172008-07-13T03:58:00.000+01:002008-07-13T03:58:00.000+01:00I've had to adjust to living in the same town in w...I've had to adjust to living in the same town in which I work, running into work colleagues (and occasionally bosses) in places like the grocery store, all disheveled and not in my professional mode. It was disconcerting.<BR/><BR/>It sounds like you're adjusting to your new small-town life, and it must suit you. Complexity, indeed. Life has such a way of surprising and befuddling.lesleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09127872882510411387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post-7219218212522664892008-07-13T00:26:00.000+01:002008-07-13T00:26:00.000+01:00I understand that visibility now, living in this s...I understand that visibility now, living in this small town. Being from the UK and somewhat reserved, I found it quite frankly, odd. But now I relish it and initiate it too.<BR/><BR/>You know mm, those boots may have to be tough, but there's nowt to say they can't be cherry red:)herhimnbrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01182397064631016552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739213725958456619.post-31963212996651759242008-07-13T00:03:00.000+01:002008-07-13T00:03:00.000+01:00That kind of visibility requires a different kind ...That kind of visibility requires a different kind of attentiveness than street smarts does. Lovely when it's good, far more toxic when it's gone bad. Still, I think I could get used to it if ever I find it.Zhoenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03515663141425057088noreply@blogger.com