Oh my. What a lovely evening.
It was the first night of a new community film club. In the same place where we go to Book Club in SE5. The book club Celia and I joined after peering at an indistinct poster behind glass that was covered in condensation.
Michèle happened to be passing. Oh do join our book club, she said. But we don't live here, we said. We are from further up the road; part of the SE17 tribe. No matter, said Michėle (or words to that effect), you are still welcome.
So the SE5 tribe opened its doors to us, and communication between two neighbourhoods opened up.
The opposite of those stories people tell you about people in cities living lonely lives surrounded by millions. Continue reading