My new next door neighbour has been around to apologise in advance if there is a racket tonight, moving furniture in. The house has been Let, it seems.
I've no idea where the family who owns the house has gone. In fact, I've probably already spoken more to my new next door neighbour than I did to either the bloke (don't even know his name) or Claire.
The new neighbour is not an attractive, single woman.
Sigh.
Me, talking about the things that I find interesting or general stuff that's going on in my life.
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