“So you’re back then, you’ve been away for a long while.” Mr Irish came over this morning and met Rick for the first time and brought us up to date with all the gossip from our courtyard community (our coach house shares a courtyard with a block of flats and three houses).
Apparently the young couple in the top corner flat were evicted after partying and getting drunk every night and making life a misery for Mr Frost who lives in the flat underneath. They have been replaced by another couple. “They’re from Roumania,” we are told.
The nice lady in the middle flat had problems with her shower that flooded the Vampires flat on the ground floor. They had to move out temporarily while it was fixed.
“Strange couple, she’s from Russia I think. They always have their blind down.”
“Vampires,” Paul said.
Mr Irish nodded in agreement.
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| top flat (has a bit of a duck fetish) |
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| middle flat (looks like a Rumtopf) |
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| bottom flat occupied by vampires |
Marmite the black cat has also moved out from the corner house along with his mistress, Louise. She has been replaced by a single dad and one of his children (apparently mum has the other child). Perhaps he will get together with our neighbour Lisa who is also a single parent.
So there we are, all up to date with the neighbourhood.
A TV soap opera could be sparked by this post. The character list would include Nigel and Chardonnay - a posh couple who reside in France most of the year and have returned to the housing complex with a vicious crossbreed hound called Osama-bin-Laden who terrorises the neighbourhood.
ReplyDeleteHa-ha, that made me laugh.
DeleteIsn't it nice to have to have someone fill you in on things. We have one in our neighborhood who always knows EVERYTHING, our local Nosey Parker. We often wonder what she says about us.
ReplyDeleteIn that case, it would be wisest not to invite her to your Wednesday night orgies.
DeleteWe wouldn't know half what was going on without Mr Irish.
DeleteHe is a fine neighbour. I like the sound of him. I think you have the ideal UK base to leave empty for a good part of the year.
ReplyDeleteHe is an excellent neighbour, he tidies everybody's dustbins and loves talking to people. He's a real sweetie, I just wish I could understand his Irish accent.
DeleteMore up to date than I am in my new bungalow - I have only met two or three folk so far.
ReplyDeleteYou'll soon know everyone Pat, the Yokshire Dales are the friendliest place in the world.
DeleteOur Brighton home is in a type of faux-Regency mews. One of our neighbours was called Mrs Old, and we named her next door neighbour Mrs Not-So-Old. Naming people is such fun (as one does on holiday).
ReplyDeleteI dread to think what our neighbours call us!
DeleteWe all live behind high walls here, so it's not always the friendliest of places, plus of course the fact that there must be more than half a dozen nationalities in my road alone.
ReplyDeleteWe used to have a dog-walking neighbour who knew absolutely everything that went on. How he found out I don't know, but if I was walking our dogs and met up with him (before I could take avoiding action) he would spend at least an hour regaling me with who was doing what ! Walking slowly backwards, saying I must go, didn't stop him - he'd follow me ! There were times when hubby would come out with the car to see where I was.
Mr Irish is a lovely chap but I'm afraid I sometimes check if the coast is clear before venturing outside. I don't always want to stand around chatting, especially in the freezing cold.
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