People have been so welcoming and kind. It’s quite heartwarming and neighbourly.
It was not long before we realised that the washing machine leaked but there was a gap between having another one put in the flat. Luckily there was a laundry facility in the village – the kind you leave your washing at an collect in a day or so but two of the neighbours offered for us to use their machines – one left a note on the car windscreen.
On another occasion we were about to sit and have a picnic on a bench overlooking the sea but noticed it was wet. Before we’d had a chance to look for something a man from the family sitting at the next bench came rushing over with a cloth and wiped it for us.
We’ve also noticed that people are courteous in their cars, talk pleasantly in the shops, especially at the checkouts and many smile as they pass us by on the street – values I feel we are in danger of loosing down south. The people both in the village of Kinghorn and in the shops in the local town of Kirkcaldy should be proud of their standard of customer service. The shop assistants seem to genuinely enjoy ‘going that extra mile.’ My husband used to think it odd that I’d chat to people working at check-outs in Bedfordshire but now he understands why I’ve always tried. It can’t be an easy job and a word here or a comment there hopefully makes the work and the shopping a more pleasurable all round experience.
I could have become involved in many facets of community life from dance to local history, from The Environmental Centre to guided walks ~ all of which appealed to me. In the end I chose two activities, or they seemed to choose me. First of all they were starting up a new lunch club for the over 60’s and since many of the original few volunteers were over 60 themselves they particularly need help putting away the tables and chairs.
Since I have tried to be strict about writing in the mornings I went along each Friday for a couple of hours at the end. They were a wonderful group of people and after my morning of solitude it was so lovely to sit and have a wee chat, hear about life in Kinghorn and to describe my discoveries of delightful places they knew so well. Their talks were also well worth hearing, from the role of a Pilot on the Forth guiding shipping safely, to conserving electricity. The social occasions were especially lovely – my favourite being Valentine’s Day when, after a sing-song, everyone who wished to, shared tales of how they originally met their husbands or wives. Brought tears and laughter – magic!