Small World Redux
I’ve always said it’s a small world after all. Like meeting someone a couple weeks after moving to Bowen Island, shortly after becoming The Caretaker it’s another blast from the past and bumping into Christine, my old buddy Scott’s (now ex) girlfriend.
No smoking inside just about any building in the lower mainland now-a-days, and that includes here too, so the few of us in the building that do have a couple formal smoking areas around the building courtyard and also our “secret garden” beside the O’ Canada House. Part of my job is to stroll about the outside of the building and make sure that it stays in order as well, so smoking on the south side and hear a familiar voice calling my name.
Look up a couple floors and across the street and there she is on the balcony having a smoke herself, and she’s still in contact with Scott who moved back to Ontario and is passing along my email address. I crossed over and we had a nice little chat about the good old days, it’s nice to run into someone you know after moving to a new neighbourhood.