11th Night
It's the 11th night, how times have changed 7 or 8 years ago I would have been up Edgarstown direction in Potydown with my carryout waiting for the bonfire. This year I am sipping a glass of wine on the sofa waiting for Big Brother to start, having spent the day decorating.
Went for a drive round the east this afternoon, my new home. There were many plastered people lurching on to the road at 4.oopm, god knows what sort of a state they will be in by midnight. I am not sure if it is because I am not that familiar with the area I live in now, but I have no intention of leaving my house tonight.
Like a lot of young first time buyers in my street we are closing the curtains, keeping the head down, and keeping ourselves to ourselves. We will nod at each other tomorrow as we get in our cars and disappear for the day.
I wish I was more active in the community around here, I have gone as far as getting the number of the local residents group, but it's difficult to motivate yourself when you just see the area as a stepping stone to somewhere else.