Typical facebook fodder...a dog made up as Dorothy from The Wizard Of Oz
I used to lambast Facebook.
I think the plethora of cute cat photos and banal statements of " what I am having to dinner" gave the place a bad name .
Rightly or wrongly.
Last night I witnessed just how the immediate nature of the phenomenon worked for support and good.
I have a couple of friends that moved recently out of the village. Before that I would see them almost everyday " over the garden wall" so to speak. Most often or not the contact would be a cheerful wave and a hello, but it was contact.
I was sad when they left Trelawnyd.
Last night on facebook, I received a generic message from one partner detailing how the other had been admitted to hospital.
Within minutes, a half dozen Trelawnyd-ites had sent their best wishes and voiced their concern on line.
I liked that.
Perhaps years ago, in a village , gossip would have moved faster than Facebook and there would have been knocks on the door within an hour.
Now, virtual support can be there in seconds.
A sign of the time......yes...
But the sentiment and care behind the action remains the same