One of our neighbours just dropped round to ask if he could borrow a cup of sugar. He even had a cup in his hands! This is a guy who voluntarily mowed our lawns for us awhileback when Rob had his arm in a sling. I’m happy to live on a street where acts of neighbourly interaction are the norm.
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Or in a timewarp back to the ’50s.
a fair bit of the Illawarra belongs in a bygone era. You should see the cake shop in Thirroul. Sells nothing but cupcakes, jam sponges with pink icing and fake cream centres, lammingtons and the like. Makes the whole road smell of sugar!