Typical Village Living.

Just another day of small village life.

To drum up more business for Bob ( he is a Computer Technician ) we often do the rounds of some neighbouring villages. We have discovered that the most effective way to advertise, is to drop off flyers. Bizarrely, in this age of Internet, putting a flyer in a postbox, has yielded the best results.

It might be because Bob only gets called in when the computer is broken and at that stage they are " off the grid ". Handing out flyers has so many benefits;a great workout, great reconnaissance of any village and a chance to meet new people.

Even though we are in a rural setting with ' old-fashioned ' advertising, our internet speeds are fantastic. No sign of being in the sticks in this regard ! It's easy to forget that Vienna is only a two hour drive away. Driving from one end of any mayor city to the other could take longer than for us to hop in the car and drive to Vienna.

So anyway, yesterday morning we did our flyer drop amid sunshine and warmth. Each of us gets assigned a part of the village and then we meet in the middle. We have done this even in rain, snow and extreme heat.

Ten houses in, a cyclist stopped to talk to me. It was one of the mothers from our English group. As happens when two women meet, we started to chat, chat and chat some more. We covered all the basis points from family to health to praising the small village lifestyle.

In fact we talked so long, that Bob had to do my route as well. To an ex-city gal, the amazing thing was that the whole time we were chatting on the side of the main road ( main village road ),only one other vehicle passed us...another bicycle !

Some of you reading this might wonder how we manage boredom ? Well, frankly, since I have been here, boredom has never been an issue. At times the days unfold in a carbon copy of the one before, but more often than not, interesting stuff happens.

Just before we set off yesterday our Neighbour had called us over to his yard and showed us his new chickens. The old ones ( unfortunately for them ) were part of nature's cycle and landed up as the fox's lunch.

The chickens now reside, yes that is the right word, in a covered enclosure. Fifteen chickens and as Bob said " one lucky rooster ". This Neighbour is so kind to his chickens, that he has built them an enclosure that I am sure many chickens the world over only dream about...aah, Village living !

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