Friends find a home-from-home in the outside World, and a sense of being surrounded and valued by the larger community.
Edith had “come down in the World”. Having retired from a lifetime of nursing in a salubrious area of London, she could no longer afford, on her pension, the accommodation there, so had had to up-sticks and settle in a modest place some hundreds of miles away from all her old friends. Her new home seemed empty and forlorn. She had always enjoyed regular social visits, but now knew no one. Her hospitable nature was in mourning. Then she heard of FaNs.
It wasn’t enough for Edith to go visiting in care homes, on which she thrived. As she gradually became friends with many residents, she identified those who, like herself, “had no one”.
Tentatively, one by one, and sometimes two by two, she invited her new friends to visit with her in her little house.
It wasn’t long before it really felt like home, being the warm welcoming venue for people who were so happy to be her guests. There was some point in baking cakes now, and her best china saw the light of day again.
In the evenings, alone again, she savoured the atmosphere of a house frequently filled with love and laughter. And her guests were happy to have found a home-from-home in the outside World, and a sense of being surrounded and valued by the larger community.