We have lovely neighbours as it happens. These two are neighbours elsewhere in the village. I was up doing a little visitation to Royston who was in fine form regaling my of travels many in his past working life as a long distance lorry driver. All double declutching, brewing up in the middle of Yugoslavia and all that sort of thing. Interesting to say the least. See, I like listening as well as talking.
Then on leaving I bumped into Ian, Roy's neighbour who lives with his partner Margaret and a little white yappy dog. Ian was remaking the collapsed seat in front of the castle. It's the sort of thing that happens - like his trailer.
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