This was shouted out as I wandered up the old High Street, past the town hall, with the intention of going on home …
|Eastbourne Town Hall -|
top of Grove Road (which was the main high street)
… but the junction by the town hall is a miss-mash (or mish-mash!): two one-way streets, one which bifurcates as it reaches the town hall, opposite a two-way street, just round the corner another road that comes in …
|My mish-mash junction ... I was walking past The Grove|
Experience (not sure what that is!) on the Town Hall side
of the road ... and walking on up past the Church
(see next image for the actual junction)
… so car drivers also don’t always know where to go … but the shout-out … took me a while to realise it was, more than once, addressed to me!
|Town Hall on left as you look|
at the image - and I was on the
pavement outside the town hall
- not quite visible in the photo ...
but the bifurcated bit of the road
in front of the town hall is -
where this electric was ...
I’d forgotten my bus pass and was wandering home and had decided to walk up on the other side of the road … knowing that ‘this junction’ might make me wait around for a few seconds – but to be ‘accosted (by shouting)’ don’t walk in the road took me by surprise – yes I was in the bifurcated part of Grove Road …
|Eastbourne Town Hall|
- built 1883
… but hadn’t heard a car coming up behind me, to then realise it was an electric one … as I was happily about the cross over to the middle of the road – so I stepped back onto the pavement.
I tried again … unusually! traffic in all directions – so kept stepping back …
|Lewis Carroll's illustration|
for the old man standing on his head
… the chap sitting on the town hall steps was now quite anxious – calling out did I need help to cross the road ………… by then I was laughing to myself.
But knew that he was being very thoughtful and was obviously concerned I was a completely incompetent old lady … so I did turn back to him and say … I’m fine thank you.
I have to say these exchanges occurred a few times – eventually the traffic cleared and off I toddled.
The junction isn’t that easy – but it’s unusual to get held up … yet one needs to be aware of the various directions traffic could come at you from.
I was on the bifurcated bit … and quite often it’s ignored by drivers: they get to the junction without using the bifurcation – which surprises pedestrians, who don’t expect to be accosted by a motorised vehicle turning right into their path.
|Tenniel's illustration for 'turning a|
somersault in at the door'
I should think I’ve lost you with my descriptions … blame it on old woman blogger syndrome!
I’m pretty road savvy and spatially aware … so was bemused to be ‘ticked off’ by a chap sitting on the cold town hall steps. I might say he was there the next day – then I was in the bus … so in no danger of causing him anxiety!
Obviously I need to take heed … to others:
"You are old," said the youth, "one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose—
What made you so awfully clever?"
I think I need to pay attention to the first verse … where the old man stands on his head … my lack of hair might not show quite so much …
|Another of Tenniel's illustrations -|
thankfully I am not like that!
… and the third verse … my word for the year (not attributed to me!) is waistline … needs to be found – I am not, as the stanza says, ‘uncommonly fat’ … but a little reduction would help!
Well that’s enough waffle for me … setting the tone for Monday’s post … with the very appropriate poem by Lewis Carroll: “You AreOld, Father William” … or … You Are Getting Older, Blogger Hilary …
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