Be the nosey neighbour.
Walking the dogs gives us a rhythm to our day and a purpose that we sometimes, in dreadful weather, would rather not have. In Lockdown our walks have become much more home centric. In particular our late evening walk follows a pattern . There is a pattern for the dogs who like to sniff which other dogs have passed that way and a pattern for us which involves graveyards, patches of grass, the backs of a few houses and never other humans.
Yesterday a neighbour came to.see us concerned about another neighbour who had not drawn their curtains.
We immediately knew that all had been fine the night before because the pattern of lights had been quite normal on the last dog walk.
With some trepidation we did nosey neighbour things, realised there was a serious problem and called the emergency services.
I’m writing this because of the trivial things we thought about that might have stopped us doing the right thing.
Fear of doing the wrong thing.
We had previously offered help to these neighbours and were politely declined.
We were not afraid of finding the worst possible outcome. It’s what we used to do in our day jobs and it doesn’t bother us.
What we were, for a moment, concerned about was upsetting people who had politely declined help a year or so ago. We were concerned that someone might be cross with us or upset about us invading their privacy. Thankfully our brains defaulted to working heads and we got on and did the right thing.
Covid 19 is shrinking all our worlds to something more like the 17 th Century except we don’t know our neighbours as we would have done then. All the technology in the world would not have sorted out yesterday’s situation. It just needed us to be nosey, however awkward and worrying that felt at the time.