One of the benefits of the last two mornings early starts is that I have heard the distinctive calls of the villages resident peacocks. My new mate from the local bus service reliably informed me that there are a couple of male peacocks that inhabit the village, and whilst I didn't disbelieve her, I've never actually seen them myself. I still haven't, but the last two mornings around 7.30 I most certainly heard them.
I had another enjoyable morning in Truro. I thought it was just Michelle and I going, but I wasn't entirely surprised to see her two children, Sam and Peter turn up as they do practically everything as a family. We dropped Michelle off at the College where she was getting her hair done and the 3 of us went back in to the town centre, with Sam dropping Peter and I off together. I fully expected the two of us to then go our separate ways but Peter tagged along when I went to the Asian supermarket on the edge of town to stock up on supplies. We then walked back into town together and he seemed quite happy when I suggested I join him for breakfast at Wetherspoons. I've never really had the chance to have a proper one to one conversation with Peter. He's a bit of a loner and a tech geek, and although I've been in his company many times it's always been with the rest of the family and he's never really stuck around very long. But I had a really good chat with him today and enjoyed his company. He's a lot younger than me at 31, and we have very little in common as regards our likes and hobbies, but he's intelligent and easy going so having a conversation was not a challenge as it is with some people. Anyway, I found out that he's now my actual landlord. The family finances are quite complicated. He recently sold the house next door to me which he owned (where the young veggies now live) and also had a decent inheritance when his grandmother died. So between them they decided he would buy the house I live in, which would remove a substantial asset out of the estate when it comes to inheritance tax, plus also generate some cash flow for the business for the parents to take out towards their retirement. Anyway, his dad's never told me any of this so it's mums the word as far as I'm concerned. I feel quite comfortable in the knowledge that he is my landlord, especially as he's happily ensconced next door but one rent free in a property his sister owns. And she lives over the road rent free in a property her parents own. Talk about musical chairs. lol
Bottom line is that I thought we bonded a little, and with the parents going to be away for the most part of the summer, there may be an opportunity to socialise a bit more with him. Maybe even talking him into going into Falmouth now occasionally. There is a lot going on over the summer, especially during Falmouth week in August. I know Sam is going to be spending a fair bit of time joining her parents on their boat so maybe I could have him around for drinks and a bite to eat when she's away. We'll see.
It's weird. It's almost as if I'm having to learn how to socialise all over again. It's a lovely afternoon here folks so I'm going to plant myself on my sunbed for an hour and take in the rays, and then give my new flowers a good watering.
