this morning (luckily i decided to get into workout clothes as soon as i woke up, because normally i wait until the absolute last minute to get anywhere near decent) i heard a sort of 'knocking on glass' sound so i went to the back door, and the next door neighbour, the flower lady, was there... well, actually she wasn't exactly there... she was down the house a bit... like she'd maybe been peeking in some windows. i was immediately concerned, because she's never come over. she was in a bit of a kurfuffel because there was a guy who'd come over, who was selling wood and she was worried i'd miss my chance.
because the heating wasn't working for a while there, we bought a tonne (or 40kg) of coal and some brickettes, which i explained to her, and said that i think we were fine. she didn't super believe me, and was a bit concerned. seriously. i was like, we still have lots of coal, and the heating's working again. and she was like: oh! well, i'll make sure they call me the next time they come down, so that you don't miss them.
very nice of her... but funny.
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