on things you never expected to find in Wolseley

There are many things one would never expect to find in this neighbourhood. Certainly a common bawdy house has to be near the top of that list. Strangely, though, one has been found. Found, raided, closed down, and reported upon in the media.

You'd think that if there were a brothel on your block, or across the back lane, you'd notice a few things. Things like strange men coming and going at all hours of the night, unusual traffic, unsavoury characters -- you know, all the things that are supposed to go along with whore houses.

The neighbours of that particular house may, indeed, have noticed a thing or two amiss, but there has certainly been no neighbourhood gossip about the house. No whispers across the back lane. No inuendo. All of which leads me to wonder whether we are becoming suburban in our attitude toward the people who live next door and across the street.

One of the things that I have always liked best about living in Wolseley is that we take the time to get to know our neighbours. We show concern when they have problems, help out when we can, share news, socialize with each other, and generally play well together. Let's face it, with our houses only a few feet apart, it's important to be on good terms with the people on either side. In that sort of environment, it should be extremely difficult for an unseemly enterprise to exist. The fact that one found a home here makes me wonder if the Wolseley we love so dearly is changing in a not very positive way. I hope not.