I live in a tiny village on top of a mountain.I have a coal fire and its a bit like the waltons here.lol.Everyone knows everyone.Mums,dads,nans,bamys etc.We are all expected to grow up,meet someone in the village and live happily eva afta! The milk man comes every day and the coal man every week.The nearest shop is 10 miles away and we have one bus service a day.God its BORING here.Full of gossip and people standing on there garden gates just waiting for someone to come past and ask "how are you".Then you get chapter and verse on their illnesses.B O R I N G.Any way anyone else live like this or am i really in a time warp?
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