Neighbourliness
In a definite sign of age, C and I are now members of Neighbourhood Watch. Laugh if you will, but we didn't exactly have much choice. After a party on Friday night that mainly involved teenagers skulking up and down the road and being sick in front of our house (I took a kettle of boiling water outside to wash it away the next day, partly to impress C and partly to pay my penance for my own youth - nuff said), the local Head Of Neighbourhood Watch was at his most vigilant.
In fact, he was so vigilant that he lurked at his gate until C and I walked past with Harry, and practically made us join. Now, we too have to be vigilant (well, C does - I'm not allowed to be because I'm apparently too paranoid already) and stick their sticker in our window and watch out for things. Fine, anything to please Mr Head ONW; I'm just worried that we'll get invited to a meeting, which will not make us popular with some of the other neighbours.
Weirdly, they all seem to be trying to get us on their sides. It's not exactly like neighbourhood wars here, but everyone is very friendly towards us and doesn't seem to like anyone else. After slagging our next door neighbour off (poor bloke! We like him), Head ONW's next door neighbour even tried to give us a loop system for free (!) when he found out I'm Deaf - "I come across a lot of stuff, you know." Riiiight.
Talking of coming across things, we found a load of stuff in our loft, including a huuuuge car racing game, that a very excitable woman is now on her way to pick up. Yes, I've been Freecycling like crazy all weekend and today too; so much that one bloke (who has been round a record three times!) asked me if I actually had any stuff left..!