My next door neighbour is a taxi driver
so thats the first thing. He is also quite clearly a serial killer, although he is the best neighbour you could have. When some punks tried to break into our house when we were away, he chased them down the road with a crowbar. If he had caught them there is no doubt at all in my mind that they would have joined the suspicious series of grave shaped lumps in rows in his garden I can see from my window. He also has 5 sheds, and uses heavy machinery at night. Once he came round early in the morning to see my Mum, who is a GP, with a huge gash in his stomach, allegedly caused by the propeller of a model plane he was building. At three in the fucking morning? hmm.
In his kitchen there are hundreds of car keys hanging from his ceiling like trophies, and he has on display every maglite available in size order on top of his fridge. His house is like the one from texas chainsaw massacre both inside and outside, with the amount of weird and rusting junk that lies everywhere.
Nice guy though. and extremely helpfull too.
(Willboy:, Sat 27 Aug 2005, 11:22, Reply)