I have just returned from a trip to the local garage to fuel up for today's adventures. I had interestingly different encounters with my neighbours at the same time.
When I was filling up my car the man who lives next door pulled up and got out of his large 4x4. I acknowledged and spoke to him but he completely ignored me.
On the way back I met my brother-in-law who lives two doors away driving the 15 year old Pugeot that used to belong to my in-laws. He stopped for me to go past on the narrow country road. I waved to him and he deigned to lift his hand but not smile.
Finally I met the man from the next house along careering down the lane that leads to our houses in his fairly old Escort. He pulled up sharply and went into the side. He got out, inspected his car and spoke to me. I advised him not go so fast next time.
These developing encounters with my neighbours was not what I was expecting when I set out. But I'm glad I had them, they gave me something to think and blog about.
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