The awful orphan began moving in next door to me three day ago, at the weekend. I knew it would happen soon but it was a shock when it did happen. I didn't see him or his brother at all; my kids did see them. They were all alone, just the 2 of them; no mates or family to help them out. It rained all weekend while they were moving in. Maybe God was as sad as I was. Now there's been no sight or sound of them since Sunday night. A mystery. Where did they go? Have they been abducted by aliens? Could I be that lucky? Don't want to jinx my luck, so I'm going to zip it now!
What will I do when they do get here? Shall I go out in the garden and pick a fight ASAP? Shall I be cool calm and collected? Dignity personified. Or shall I pretend they don't exist? Pretend the house is still empty.
Am I going to be the neighbour from hell? Or are they going to be neighours from hell? Shall I go over and introduce myself - take over an apple pie? They might think I've poisoned it. Or shall I be cool and aloof and give them the cold shoulder? Decisions, decisions! So much to think about. So much to do.
Well I hope I'm ready for when they do get here. Better get the war paint on.
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