Scary Neighbours
My immediate neighbours are lovely. But the next house down from that? Crimminy biscuits - he's a 70 year old taxi driver who loves to tell me at length about the people he's put in hospital and how Soho is "run by Maltese ponces." How scary are your neighbours?
( , Thu 25 Aug 2005, 13:20)
My immediate neighbours are lovely. But the next house down from that? Crimminy biscuits - he's a 70 year old taxi driver who loves to tell me at length about the people he's put in hospital and how Soho is "run by Maltese ponces." How scary are your neighbours?
( , Thu 25 Aug 2005, 13:20)
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The inbred Swiss
We had a "family" living accross the street, in a HUGE old house worth about 4 million buckaroonies, the (recluse) mother who we only ever saw peering out of the top window and the (mad-as-a-hatter) daughter, who used to
1) wear the most eye-popping arrangement of clashing patterned khaftan thingies with one of those desert stormer mullet hats
2) hum really loudly as she swayed up and down the street at all hours
3) mow the lawn in the middle of the night (for which you practically get the death penalty in switzerland) but mow around the clumps of wild flowers/ weeds,
then, 4), she met a rather strange young fellow who was half-paralysed and walked swaying in the opposite direction to her (we called them heidi and the tin man) and they had a lovely wedding ceremony in the middle of their clumpily-mown lawn which started at 8 in the morning with the local junior church brass band playing for them. They were astoundingly shite, and very very loud, but once we'd gotten over the burst eardrums and shock of being woken up by 'brass band pays selected hits like the rasmus and nickelback' we appreciated the novelty value of it and went over for some free champus.
( , Mon 29 Aug 2005, 10:50, Reply)
We had a "family" living accross the street, in a HUGE old house worth about 4 million buckaroonies, the (recluse) mother who we only ever saw peering out of the top window and the (mad-as-a-hatter) daughter, who used to
1) wear the most eye-popping arrangement of clashing patterned khaftan thingies with one of those desert stormer mullet hats
2) hum really loudly as she swayed up and down the street at all hours
3) mow the lawn in the middle of the night (for which you practically get the death penalty in switzerland) but mow around the clumps of wild flowers/ weeds,
then, 4), she met a rather strange young fellow who was half-paralysed and walked swaying in the opposite direction to her (we called them heidi and the tin man) and they had a lovely wedding ceremony in the middle of their clumpily-mown lawn which started at 8 in the morning with the local junior church brass band playing for them. They were astoundingly shite, and very very loud, but once we'd gotten over the burst eardrums and shock of being woken up by 'brass band pays selected hits like the rasmus and nickelback' we appreciated the novelty value of it and went over for some free champus.
( , Mon 29 Aug 2005, 10:50, Reply)
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