Just around the corner from my house is a block of flats that's recently had some renovation work carried out (new roof slates and rough-casting). One of the paths that leads to the back of the flats suffered some broken paving slabs in the process and half of the path was replaced with nice new slabs.
I was struck by how fresh, clean and smooth they were in comparison to the old ones, and it reminded me of how new my town used to look back in the 1960s and '70s. There are two colours which I used to associate with my town - grey and green. Grey (a nice light, bright grey) for the buildings, lampposts and paths, and green for all the grassy areas and fields that once existed (but now seem to have been built on).
Looking at the surviving half of the original path, it was old and worn and discoloured, much as large portions of the town now seem to be. (And when I catch sight of my reflection, as I also now seem to be.) If only the place could re-capture that 'fresh and new' look it once had, as too much of it appears a little shabby and dilapidated compared to years ago.
Is it any wonder that yesterday can often seem far more appealing than today or tomorrow?
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