Some of my favourite things about my Town can’t be captured in a picture.
Like making friends with an elderly woman in the check out line at Tesco, who used to be a mountain climber and now uses one of her hiking sticks as a cane. Or taking a moment to introduce myself to a visually impaired lady from my church, whose guide dog I’ve always liked but was too shy to talk to — but I saw her on my way into work, and stopped to chat with her. Or going to lunch at a church café for the first time and sharing a table with an older man who had travelled the world in the military — Kenya, Borneo, Norway, and was in Suez during the Suez crisis — and is an elder at the church.
Being a University town, the locals are sometimes forgotten and hidden, but finding and talking to them is always one of my favourite things about living here.