Neighbours
I 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.
( , Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
I 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.
( , Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
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Sounds like my old place
I had no idea of the "washing day" rules, so we washed the clothes on whatever day the pile got dangerously large or the last pair of underpants had reached their final "inside out and back to front" configuration and then hung it out to dry. Our neighbour didn't approve of the way I hung things up more or less in the order that they came out of the basket. A few times I looked out of the window to find that she'd rehung all the shirts together, the underpants all the right way up and all the socks in pairs. It didn't bother me, but my wife was mortified (particularly when the neighbour gave her a new pack of M&S knickers as her old ones looked a bit past it). If we left the washing on the line too long then she'd often take it off the line, iron it and leave it in the basket at our front door. The difference between our neighbour and yours is that ours was really nice, I wish she lived next to us still!
( , Thu 1 Oct 2009, 14:33, 1 reply)
I had no idea of the "washing day" rules, so we washed the clothes on whatever day the pile got dangerously large or the last pair of underpants had reached their final "inside out and back to front" configuration and then hung it out to dry. Our neighbour didn't approve of the way I hung things up more or less in the order that they came out of the basket. A few times I looked out of the window to find that she'd rehung all the shirts together, the underpants all the right way up and all the socks in pairs. It didn't bother me, but my wife was mortified (particularly when the neighbour gave her a new pack of M&S knickers as her old ones looked a bit past it). If we left the washing on the line too long then she'd often take it off the line, iron it and leave it in the basket at our front door. The difference between our neighbour and yours is that ours was really nice, I wish she lived next to us still!
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