Not that she lives on a deserted island in a Utopian community of perfect neighbours. Maybe that's just me, but look around you - pregnant women struggle to get a seat on the train, 12-year olds get accidentally shot in a supermarket lane, and it's acceptable to throw a tantrum over wrong hair colour. We would rather walk a mile when it's raining cats and dogs than knock on a neighbours' door asking for a cup of sugar. Second, we don't care about each other much - or at least enough to outwardly show it. Firstly, we don't talk to each other much. Ours are hard times for humanity - for a number of reasons. In Alice Taylor's memoirs people talk, listen, and their help reaches way beyond the proverbial cup of sugar.įight your cynicism, give this book a try, and give in to the urge to call the family afterwards! Neighbours as great, strangers as helpful, communities as thriving and family members as the ones you always wanted but never really had. Summary: The Parish is a collection of stories our grandmas could tell us, if only we would listen - ordinary people living ordinary lives and making something great of it everyday by just being there.
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