In my neck of the woods, people knock on the side door.
In my neck of the woods, going to town in jeans and boots and work clothes is perfectly acceptable.
In my neck of the woods you probably won't be knocked over by a strong whiff of expensive perfume in a market - I abhor Tabu. Flashy clothing and such tell that you don't live here - or just moved here.
It all reminded me of words in a childhood nursery rhyme.
Well I obtained the following information from another blog I read several years ago and cannot now tell you where or who wrote it but I copied it down to remind me of the three kinds of people necessary to make changes in a society. Of course this is only one of many interpretations of the rhyme! I like this one.
"• The butcher is the person willing to take whatever action necessary, despite the implications or nature of the act, in order to cause or further change.
• The baker is the person who takes what he has, despite how little or how much that may be, and uses it to support the others in the cause.
• The candlestick maker is the person who illuminates the darkened path leading to change, and who keeps a beacon of light constantly burning to light the way for others to follow."
Author unknown to me.
What is it like in your neck of the woods?