Last night, sitting on the sofa, listening to music, and typing, I was suddenly aware of a conflagration over the road. Someone had set fire to our opposite neighbour’s front door. By the time I’d put Leo in his cage and got to the house, the fire was out, and all that was left was our neighbour looking perplexed and bewildered on her doorstep. We still don’t know what
it was all about but it scared the bejesus out of all of us.
We went over to see if she was ok (I woke Michele after an initial visit) and she seemed suitably jumpy. When we asked if she had any idea who could have done it she said “No! I haven’t been on drugs for 10 years.” Hmm.