Thought I'd have a lie in today but the dog had other ideas, 'roof roof let me out you bone idle get a need a ****' etc. Ugh, I'll get up and let him out. Want to get straight back in bed so gu down in mi birthday suit. Not a problem, only one neighbouring house and it's been empty for weeks, and there's only one small window that faces that way anyway. Go downstairs, walk in dining room, and there, staring straight back at me through the drawn-curtained back-facing window is Mr. New Neighbour. Gives me a wry smile and a chuckle. Run back upstairs, throw on shorts, go back and let dog out. Call comes from over the fence "lovely day for shorts int it" I'm my own worst enemy
