Our house is on a corner plot, at the entrance to a small cul de sac. Since the old guy who lives at the other end told the wife that the grass needed cutting a few weeks ago I've been trying to keep on top of it. Just as I was finishing the front lawn another old guy who lives a few doors up stopped and introduced himself (he seems to pride himself on knowing all the goings on in the road but can't be too good at it as he didn't realise we had bought the place and thought I was cutting the grass for the old lady). I was hot and sweaty and the wife was waiting for me to finish so that we could go shopping. Having been grilled for my details (husband, job, birth place etc) I think I was only half way through his life story when the wife came to see what was takinging me so long. Hours we were there for. So long in fact that my nose got sunburnt.
Apparently he knows Bill Gates but I wasn't really listening to closely. The woman in the house across the road was in her bedroom trying on different clothes. With the curtains open. And three of us stood in front of her. Next time I'm cutting the grass it'll be head down and mow.
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