Wednesday, 24 March 2010

Sarah's Place

I've shown you my house, Simon's and two of Helen's houses, so I may as well show you bits of Sarah's. It's a two bedroomed flat in Leith, an

area of Edinburgh about 10 minutes from the city centre (where all the cool stuff is). She has a room mate who was always out when we were there, so we never did meet her.

The last flat I visited Sarah at also had this winding, stone stairwell and she was on the

3rd floor there, too, I think. I remember Bill commenting that it felt rather French and of course the Scots and the French have been

buddies for a long time, on the principle of 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend' if nothing else. Unlike many large buildings in Britain, this one was built as flats, not converted.

The rooms don't feel very small, except that the kitchen is tiny and they have a separate W.C., but I didn't manage to get very many pictures that show you how it looks, so you'll just have to settle for a few hints. I think I would enjoy living there, if I didn't own 20 times too much stuff.

She's five minutes' walk from an nice Italian restaurant where we had dinner and from a lovely little street cafe, except for sign next to the tables offering colonic irrigation. She gets the

bus to work, at a bank, and she sounds as though she's really enjoying her life, which is lovely to hear.


Rick Stone said...

Not sure I'd enjoy living in, what is called over here, a multiple story walkup. Don't they put elevators, or should I say lifts, in these buildings? Neither of our knees do stairs very well anymore. The five steps into th motor home can be a challenge sometimes.

Struggler said...

Very astute, the part about 'the enemy of my enemy' :) :)

Shelley said...

Struggler - I'm sure it's just something I read recently, but I'd like to think I had at least the occasional visit to being astute, so thank you...

Rick - I'm really sad to hear that you guys are struggling (no pun intended) with stairs. That sounds like the beginning of a disability that could be very limiting in your later years and presumably you have at least another 20 or 30 in front of you. Could be very boring. Unfortunately, if you don't mind me saying, it's not really the stairs or the knees that are the primary problem. I'm sure your doctor will already have discussed it with you; if not, sack him and get another. I plan to do stairs until I'm at least 90, she says optimistically.