Moved from what was a decent enough small “village” when we moved in back in 1990. Soon became riddled with druggies etc. After my ex left my adult Autistic son and I got the chance of a 2 bed over 55’s bungalow, bit of a double edged sword though.
It’s in a nice quiet cul-de-sac, local shops are about 1/2 mile away and we have nice neighbours. Bungalow is great for my disability needs. The problem is that being over 55’s when I die my son will be moved out, housing association will not budge on this. Unless I manage to get to 89 he’s going to be in trouble, he can’t look after himself, won’t go to his mum and his older brother lives in The Netherlands. The woman next door had to move out when her dad died, they put her in a 1 bed flat next to a load of druggies etc., she couldn’t stand it, noise at all hours, people banging on her windows at night etc. She lasted 2yrs and died there, only 52.
Please excuse spelling/typos. Apart from being a clot it turns out I had one on my cerebellum that's now causing various problems!