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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Also similarwhen I was a kid we had a neighbour who couldn't drive, despite having passed her test. She didn't know left from right, what all the pedals were for or anything. So inevitably, one day she was inching her tiny car through her really quite far apart gate pillars (this is not a euphemism for anything), was making a mess of it and floored the accellerator rather than stabbing the brakes.
A fantastic result. One gatepost demolished, a flower bed ploughed up and the car prevented from going through a wall of her house by a rockery. Spectacular and deeply satisfying. My brother and I laughed until my Mum told us to stop. We went outside and laughed a lot more.
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MisterPunch did it that way on, Sun 4 Oct 2009, 15:11,
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