It's hard making new friends when you have left precious long-standing friends hundreds of miles away. Mum does a marvellous job keeping in touch with them, but it's necessary to have new friends round the corner to cheer you up in person.
So in her new flat she has to make friends with the neighbours, and she hasn't got 25 years to develop those friendships. Coffee mornings, carol service, Christmas raffle, all helped mum make a new start and meet some new people.
'They won't accept me' she says, 'I'm too old'. Some of her neighbours are much older than she is. We meet people as we come and go and they are so welcoming and friendly and of course they all recognise mum as 'the new girl'.
We have little competitions to see who we think might be a suitable friend. 'I thought that lady in the grey skirt was very nice' she says, 'and her hair was beautifully cut'.
'yes,' I say, 'that chap in the shirt and tie was very smart.'
As she made her way past the front entrance last week, the very same man in the smart jacket and tie leaned over and kissed her gently, 'happy new year', he said. She was quite taken with the kind gesture. Some people are so nice.
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