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lolabobsI suppose I could leave it at the heading, but that makes it sound much more exciting than it is.
So. Erm. Snow. Lots of snow meant that we didn't go to Ipswich. That's now postponed and will be gotten to once the snow departs. I'll be glad t go when I'm feeling fitter too.
Went to Mum's instead, read Sunday papers, fell asleep for almost 2 hours in the armchair.
Then I came home, changed in to my pjs and...got a knock at the door from a young man. (ooh young man!) No not that type. A man who enquired of me, did an old lady live in the house opposite? A slightly strange question. (No, but a drunken, odd old man does.) We discussed this and he explained his concerns. Namely that the front door of the house was slightly open, yet the house was in darkness and the snow drifted against it undisturbed.
I put on boots and plodded over there. In my Pjs. Young man was still there at this point looking at the door with his phonetorch. The gap was very narrow - perhaps quarter of an inch? I questioned how he came to see the door was open. I had to peer closely to see it - he said he'd 'been looking at the snow and just noticed'. Hmm. Anyway, fact remained door was open, house in darkness and occupier is a drunk old man. Sober young man thought I could phone the Police - 'Thanks' he says as he wandered off.
So, knowing I couldn't cope with doing nothing just in case, I duly called the Police switchboard and reported the... not incident. Police came, were more concerned with the strange Young Man and how he'd spotted the open door but did eventually go investigate the house.
Reporting back later Policeman told me that they were all well, 'him, his wife and a lodger - they were in bed. The bed's in the front room' - which calls to mind allsorts of questions, not least the fact that in the 11 years I have lived here I have never seen a wife, let alone whether all three of them were in bed. I don't quite understand either how, with 6+inches of snow outside, they were sleeping with the door open to the elements. (Although three bodies in a bed would make extra heat!)
Ah well, good deed/interfering nosiness done for the day.
So. Erm. Snow. Lots of snow meant that we didn't go to Ipswich. That's now postponed and will be gotten to once the snow departs. I'll be glad t go when I'm feeling fitter too.
Went to Mum's instead, read Sunday papers, fell asleep for almost 2 hours in the armchair.
Then I came home, changed in to my pjs and...got a knock at the door from a young man. (ooh young man!) No not that type. A man who enquired of me, did an old lady live in the house opposite? A slightly strange question. (No, but a drunken, odd old man does.) We discussed this and he explained his concerns. Namely that the front door of the house was slightly open, yet the house was in darkness and the snow drifted against it undisturbed.
I put on boots and plodded over there. In my Pjs. Young man was still there at this point looking at the door with his phonetorch. The gap was very narrow - perhaps quarter of an inch? I questioned how he came to see the door was open. I had to peer closely to see it - he said he'd 'been looking at the snow and just noticed'. Hmm. Anyway, fact remained door was open, house in darkness and occupier is a drunk old man. Sober young man thought I could phone the Police - 'Thanks' he says as he wandered off.
So, knowing I couldn't cope with doing nothing just in case, I duly called the Police switchboard and reported the... not incident. Police came, were more concerned with the strange Young Man and how he'd spotted the open door but did eventually go investigate the house.
Reporting back later Policeman told me that they were all well, 'him, his wife and a lodger - they were in bed. The bed's in the front room' - which calls to mind allsorts of questions, not least the fact that in the 11 years I have lived here I have never seen a wife, let alone whether all three of them were in bed. I don't quite understand either how, with 6+inches of snow outside, they were sleeping with the door open to the elements. (Although three bodies in a bed would make extra heat!)
Ah well, good deed/interfering nosiness done for the day.
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Date: 2012-02-06 02:15 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-02-07 12:49 am (UTC)nasty serial killeryoung man there. With a phonetorch! That surly means he's up-to-no-good! :PBut, really, you're a lot braver than me. I'd have call 911, but not sure if out of kindness for the neighbors, or on the strange man who goes around the neighborhood watching for open doors.
Nevertheless, apparently everybody's neighborhood is waaaaaay more entertainment than mine :P
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Date: 2012-02-08 10:10 pm (UTC)I think I was too bothered by the fact that I was in my pjs, messy and with ridiculous boots looking huge next to the slitly too short legs to even consider the thought that he was harmful to me in any way!
I just called the local Police switchboard number ratherthan 999 - didn't want all that drama!