NeighboursI used to live next door to a pair of elderly naturists, only finding out about their hobby when they bade me a cheerful, saggy 'Hello' while I was 25 feet up a ladder repairing the chimney. Luckily, a bush broke my fall, but the memory of a fat, naked man in an ill-fitting wig will live with me forever.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
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Love thy neighbourWhen I was about 14, we got new neighbours. Well, they weren't really neighbours, their garden backed on to our garden. Does that make them neighbours? I'm not sure.
Anyway. These neighbours had two kids: one girl about my age and a sporty boy a couple of years younger.
Due to garden sizes, we never really talked that much. Until one day, about three years after they moved in, the sporty boy sliced a golf ball into our garden. He was a little on the shy side so sent his older sister around to ours to get it. Since I was the only one in the house, I let her into the garden and we spent a while trying to find the golf ball.
During the course of the search, we started chatting and discovered a mutual love of Guns 'n' Roses... yadda yadda ... blah-di-blah ... ten years later we got married.
No appologies for length, she loves it.
(, Fri 2 Oct 2009, 15:13, 5 replies)
But...Would you have married her brother if he wasnt so shy? :D
(, Fri 2 Oct 2009, 15:36, closed)
niceclick :)
(, Fri 2 Oct 2009, 15:48, closed)
did you ever find the ball?WAAAAH
WAAAAAAH WAH WAAAAH
SWEET CHILD O MINE
(, Fri 2 Oct 2009, 16:27, closed)
No...but she found both of mine!
(, Fri 2 Oct 2009, 21:45, closed)
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